In a World of Suck
Joelle said at some point on June 4, 2003
Let me open this Wednesday with a rousing “Craaaaaaaaaap!” Well, that didn’t help much. I almost didn’t blog because I’m just that kind of feh today. But, I thought it might help me feel better.
I woke up feeling just kind of meh this morning (do you see a trend in my descriptive words? Even my eloquence has gone to hell today.) My alarm clock is fritzing and it makes these jacked up duck noises at me now, mixed in with Morning Edition on NPR, which sucks. I had a lackluster workout, didn’t feel motivated or invigorated by it at all, which also sucks.
Allow me to list for you my remaining moments of suck:
1. I pinched my finger in the little door of my gas thingie on my car.
2. A guy pulling into 7-Eleven to get gas banged into the back of me with his jeep. Not my car—me.
3. About 5 miles from my house, a bird shit straight into my sunroof, all in my hair and down the shoulder and sleeve of my shirt.
4. After driving home, showering, changing and starting over, I was late for work.
5. About 2 miles from work, I hit a bunny.
6. And then I pulled over and cried like the hormonal, sappy little bitch that I am.
The only bright point of my morning was sitting at a stoplight next to an apple-red Mustang Cobra convertible, complete with cobra emblems and license plate frame, which had a driver that looked like I’d imagine Perry Mason would if he was a Hell’s Angel. He had his tunes cranked up, the top down and he was really into it. Into what, you might ask? Enya. Would you believe Orinoco Flow? Now that I think about it, I don’t know if that’s a bright point or not.
Wednesday? Hump this.
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OMG, Enya? bwahahahahahahahaha!!
The bird and bunny stuff suck though…
Have a better afternoon!
Don’t worry, Joelle. Remember, it’s always darkest right before it goes pitch black.
Sorry, I suck at consolation.
Oh, I hate when days start off that way. Here’s hoping the rest of your day sparkles.
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Hahaha! I’m sorry that sucks dood. Hope you have a better day.
Oy. That sounds horrible. I’m sorry.
Look at it this way… You’re day is bound to look up from here.
Hang in there.
Gosh Joelle, and I thought my day was sucking, but since I didn’t get shit on by a bird, I’ll consider myself blessed. Hope your day gets better....
IF your day starts out by getting shat upon by a bird, best to go home and stay there.
awwww.
This is good sitcom material. This is also preeety weird. all this happening to one person ....coincidence? I think not...you have entered the Zwilight Tone.
omg a bird shit on you???? swear that is a nightmare of mine I see birds I fucking run!!!
see why you need to move sooner??
They say bad things come in threes...so looks like you got 2 rounds out of the way. The rest of the week will be golden!
I think getting hit in the back of my legs and knocked onto my trunk by a jeep counts as three.
Well. Suffice it to say the bunny is having a worse day than you, anyway. I’m sorry.
ROFL. I love your reasoning Chey. (She’s totally right, Joelle! Birds in California NEVER shit on you. Really!) hee.
That said, I’m so sorry your Wednesday is a suckfest. I hope it gets better for you as the day progresses. *smoooch*
yikes...ok, i have no reason to complain now...:( sorry, Joelle...hope the rest of the day gets better for ya!
I know this all sucked at the time, but the way you wrote it is purely hysterical. It was the inclusion of the bunny. It had to be a bunny you ran over or it wouldn’t have been funny. And funny always happens in threes too. I’m still laughing. I do hope it’s WITH you, though. Have a better Thursday…
I bet that same bird hunted down the guy in the Cobra and took a flying dump on him, too. Justice is suh-weet.
There are only two roads you can take now, the better day on the left and the even worse day on the right.
Now turn left.... no, no I said left! Left!
I say it’s time to “Sail Away… sail away… sail away...”
[ducks]
Wow, what a shitty day! :-( And I thought I was having a bad one by getting my damn lunch knocked over then thrown away by a co-worker.... and not even telling me!
*Note to self*...tilt sunroof up...do not slide back… Sounds like tonight was made for ‘ritas!
OKay I meant to ask this earlier, but WHAT did you do or say to the idiot who smacked you? Did they at least apologize?
Damn, honey, what a shitty day.
Oops, sorry. No pun was intended at first type.
I hope you managed to get home, have that bath and maybe some wine or a dirty martini. Feel better, love. *smoosh*
I like how most people pick up on the bird crap and the bunny not the fact that you got hit by a car!!
Much as I felt sorry for your list of doom, your last paragraph of joy made me laugh!!
BTW if all this stuff happened on your way to work does that mean it was like in a 1 hour period? coz that majorly sucks.