...like a hole in my head!!!
OK, ya know what, people? There are times in life where you just stand there going "You're kidding me with this, right? No, really! You have GOT to be yanking my chain, here! Seriously! Where's the camera?" And you expect Alan Funt to come rockin' round the corner any second.This week, one month after my father's passing, I was removed from my abode (*and forced to sleep on friends' sofas) and my home was all ghetto tented - due to, are you ready for this one... TERMITES! Freakin' termites. (And why, everytime I type the word termites do I first type the word termintes??) Vile, disgusting little freaks. Don't they know I am grieving and need my own bedddy bies? Don't these foul little fuckers REALIZE that I am emotionally exhausted and did NOT need the stress of packing up my world, moving it over a county, only to bring it all back 4 days later?
I needed this bulls**t like a hole in my freakin' head.
(OOOH. A hole in my head. Just like a whale... Hmmm? That could come in handy as a lesbian...As could a 10 foot long tounge...That's a thought that is gonna fester...)
Peace.
posted by A Lesbian In Los Angeles @ 5:27 PM
3 Comments:
LOL on the blowhole! At least the termites haven't completely eviscerated your sense of humor or any and all thoughts of sex.
I hope you get back home soon.
termites ey....how´d you get those...
Just discovered your blog in the last week or so and wanted to say hi.
How on earth did you get termites? Are they common in your area?
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