obsessing
i cannot, for the life of me, remember whether or not i turned off the stove this morning and since there's absolutely no way i can commute home during lunch to check, i'm doing the next best thing...
obsessing about it.
imagining everything i own being burned to a crisp, including the secret stash of cash i forgot to deposit when i went to the bank on friday.
and then i start thinking about that scene from "the unsinkable molly brown" where the unsinkable molly brown- attempting to out think potential bandits- hides her piles of money in the stove.
then i wonder how i'm going to explain to my mother that i burned down my grandmother's house and hummels.
however, if i'm keeping it real as i'm not really prone to do, the only thing i'm obsessing about is the fact that my poor little dog is alone in the house and the first (and really only) rule of pet ownership is to not leave your pet in a burning building.
in summary, some life advice: if you can't do something constructive, do something neurotic.
i also can't remember whether or not i locked the door this morning.
obsessing about it.
imagining everything i own being burned to a crisp, including the secret stash of cash i forgot to deposit when i went to the bank on friday.
and then i start thinking about that scene from "the unsinkable molly brown" where the unsinkable molly brown- attempting to out think potential bandits- hides her piles of money in the stove.
then i wonder how i'm going to explain to my mother that i burned down my grandmother's house and hummels.
however, if i'm keeping it real as i'm not really prone to do, the only thing i'm obsessing about is the fact that my poor little dog is alone in the house and the first (and really only) rule of pet ownership is to not leave your pet in a burning building.
in summary, some life advice: if you can't do something constructive, do something neurotic.
i also can't remember whether or not i locked the door this morning.
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