DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID


PROFILE GUESTBOOK OLD OLDER OLDEST
This morning, while I was on a conference call with my boss and the Marketing manager - my kidlet left me a voicemail. It went a little something like this:

"Oh, my Gawd! Okay. I'm all right. We're safe. But there was a BOMB THREAT! They evacuated all the kids and made us go out on the field. And I got to miss PE. The Fire Department came and assured us there was no bomb"

Okaaaaaaaaaaay

What is so tragic and completely otherworldly about the whole thing is - There was a bomb threat. A BOMB threat. At my daughter's school. In my town. This day. And because society and the world is so fucked up, it didn't really affect me - or her - and we just went about our business as usual...



December 12, 2002

Buh Bye!
October 05, 2008

Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid
September 01, 2008

One Last Bitchfest for the Road
August 24, 2008

Get the Popcorn Ready
July 17, 2008

I'm a Rich Ho-Bag
June 20, 2008



previous next
Marriage is love.

hosted by DiaryLand.com