One hell of a crappy day
Man, have I had a crappy day today. The gods definately conspiring against me – everything I touched turned to poo. Great plans for the day, got basically nothing done, with all kinds of lame stuff popping up making it impossible to do what I wanted.
Reminds me of a fantastic Shel Silverstein poem where a little girl experiences that everything she touches turns into raspberry jell-o, I suggest you run out and get a copy of “A Light in the Attic” and read the poem “Squishy touch”.
Me, I have the fab touch of poo.. I don’t suggest you shake my hand today or on the other hand, come here ole’ buddy ole’ pal and give me a hug… *squish* MUAHAHAHA!!
Luckily the day ended on a good note, a great dinner at Alex sushi (the best sushi in Oslo) with one of my very good friends. Thank you for letting me vent, thank you for the great company and for the advice.
I was reminded that although everything around me may have that slightly brownish, smelly, pooish tinge, tomorrow is indeed a new day and who knows… perhaps tomorrow I’ll have the touch of roses.. much better eh? And then who knows or dares to dream…
And between us, tomorrow is guaranteed to be better, an evening of Spa treatments followed by dinner at Nodee with my best friend.
I put my faith in tomorrow… now, if I could just turn off the tv and go to bed.
