A droody day
A long time ago, when my friend Rebecca's teenage daughter was about 8, I was a very sad little piece of cheese. One day, Rebecca came in to work and gave me a note her daughter had written to me. It had an unidentifable scribble on it and the words "Don't be Droody!"
I was all "what the hell is droody?"
It is now the word we use when we are sad and depressed. And it is hella descriptive.
I don't know if I'm droody. But it feels kind of dreary inside my head. I choose to blame Mercury. I cannot wait for the ides of August to get here already.
A trip to Ross would probably cheer me up in the meantime.
Until later, love and kisses, xoxoxoxoxoxoa
haiku
The you know what guy
is a big annoying geek
NOT interesting.
I was all "what the hell is droody?"
It is now the word we use when we are sad and depressed. And it is hella descriptive.
I don't know if I'm droody. But it feels kind of dreary inside my head. I choose to blame Mercury. I cannot wait for the ides of August to get here already.
A trip to Ross would probably cheer me up in the meantime.
Until later, love and kisses, xoxoxoxoxoxoa
haiku
The you know what guy
is a big annoying geek
NOT interesting.
posted by Queen of Cheese | 9:10 AM
1 Comments:
Hey Bans,
I'm sorry to hear you're so droody - and I TOTALLY think it's because of Mercury. Perhaps a trip to Ross would cheer you up, but you'd probably get lost on the bus because of Mercury. Fuckin' Mercury. It's also Mick Jagger's birthday today - party on.
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