You know how irritating, inconveniencing, sometimes outright bad things all seem to cluster and hit you at once? The adage "trouble comes in threes" doubtless comes from that natural phenomenon. I suspect it's one of those laws of the universe, alongside Newton's and Einstein's.
Today was my day.
I will spare you the dull details of a wittering, whining list that includes sleep deprivation, no filter in the coffee maker, leaving late for work, empty gas tank, closed gas stations, freeway drivers who seem to have been outsourced to the monkey house of the Brooklyn Zoo, locked office entrances, slippery sidewalks, dropping things, spilling things ...
I am determined, however, to graduate from Grumpy U, and become a full fledged Disney Princess, and so I shall put a positive spin on this:
I am alive.
I have not (yet) killed anyone.
Yay me!
"The adage "trouble comes in threes" doubtless comes from that natural phenomenon. I suspect it's one of those laws of the universe, alongside Newton's and Einstein's."
Not alongside Newton's and Einstein's, but certainly with Murphy's.
It's okay gekko, there are no coincidences. There's no need to get upset.
Do you *really* want to be a Disney Princess?
So the ambulance driver gets out, takes the fat cigar out of his mouth, looks around, and says "OH. MY. GAWD."
Do you *really* want to be a Disney Princess?
Well, sometimes I envy the notion of just always making lemonade. OTOH, I don't think the Disney Princesses have any real power. They're icons, centerpieces, and pleasant little balls of fluff, but not characters that do much of anything.
'k, I take that back -- the crew that showed up starting in the eighties and onward began to have some teeth behind the fabulous hair. Ariel, Jasmine, Esmerelda (not a Princess, but a heroine fersure) were kinda tough in their ways.
See my new blog poastie with the quiz thinger.
I have decided that any day I don't kill someone - including myself, even especially myself - is a good day.