The Required Amount at the Prescribed Rate (Handcrafted From the Finest Corinthian Leather)
3/27/2009
My life has been so boring and monotonous lately (get up early, practice the guitar, go to work, grade essays, come home, have a snack, play with the kids, talk to Catherine, take Alex to swim lessons, help cook dinner, drink two beers, watch half a movie, read for twenty minutes, fall asleep, repeat ad infinitum) that I almost wish something cataclysmic would happen: perhaps the world economy could collapse, or the ice caps could start melting, or we could have a mass extinction similar to the one at the end of the Cretaceous . . . but then I think, it's not good to root for awful things to happen and I should be happy with my mundane life.
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4 comments:
Yes. Be happy with mundane. Maybe take up a new hobby.
You spoiled liberal brat. You should thank God you have two fantastically healthy kids and a wife who you should be kissing her feet every night in between beers. Stop whining and go put some CFLs in so you feel worthwhile.
so i guess no one gets irony anymore?
Is that irony?
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