It's Mardi Gras
and Dr. John is in town at the brand-new concert theater
the perfect Mardi Gras show
but I will be working tonight
even though I feel crummy
(the joys of a short-staffed library, joy joy... and I'm sure the "feeling crummy," although physical, is psychological- it only seems to show up when I work, huh, surprisesurprise... and yes, I have taken sick leave lately, a couple times, so no, not really an option)
so somebody have funn for me, please.
Thanks.
and Dr. John is in town at the brand-new concert theater
the perfect Mardi Gras show
but I will be working tonight
even though I feel crummy
(the joys of a short-staffed library, joy joy... and I'm sure the "feeling crummy," although physical, is psychological- it only seems to show up when I work, huh, surprisesurprise... and yes, I have taken sick leave lately, a couple times, so no, not really an option)
so somebody have funn for me, please.
Thanks.
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miss_lady:
HAHAHA! That's GREAT! Yes, period-blood is fun (or 'funn' as you say) to play with, and thank God mine's not chunk-style! There is a song by Turbonegro (who I quoted earlier tonight) called "Drenched In Blood" that puts me in my happy place/turns me on for some fucked up reason. Help. I am a degenerate blood slut. Who just drank a bottle of wine.
miss_lady:
Raggin' is a GREAT verb, btw. I like to sing that I am a ragtime gal, personally.