|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|Okay, I'm not prepared at this juncture to give details of the past two days of my life.
Suffice it to say, there was blood, hysteria, six hours of sitting in the hallway at the emergency room with the kid, 8 stitches and 4 hours of sleep. Today, we followed with three hours of waiting in Urgent Care to find out why my mother's crotch-rash wouldn't stop bleeding, finishing up with a message on my home machine from a completely pissed off owner of my company (think Desilu Productions - and HE'S Desi...)
Yeah. I'm having a fan-fucking-tastic week off.
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid
One Last Bitchfest for the Road
Get the Popcorn Ready
I'm a Rich Ho-Bag
|Marriage is love.|