and rudeness.: Someone I can always count on. Damnit.

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and about rudeness.

and rudeness
of the week.

fastlane rudeness.

You know when your schedule is so busy you dont even have time to stop and think? And you cant even remember what day it is? But all you know is you have to be somewhere NOW and you have to go to the store NOW and you have to drop off something NOW and you have to GO NOW AND DO NOW AND BE NOW! And OMG! I am in the fastlane, been stuck here for 3 days and I dont think I'm getting out for a couple more days.

and rudeness.

and old rudeness.

and find rudeness.

Someone I can always count on. Damnit.

We all know Murphy's Law... What goes up, must come down.

I am sure everyone experiences the usual "Murphynesses":

If you wash your car, it'll rain the next day.
If you want to mow your lawn, it'll rain before the lawnmower makes it out of the garage.
If you are running late, you'll hit EVERY DAMN RED LIGHT!
If you go shopping, you'll forget "that one thing" you went to the store for in the first place.
If you actually paint your nails, you'll suddenly need your nails for everything.
If you wear white, spaghetti seeks you out.
If you get pulled over, it's the day you left your wallet at home.

In my experience, this "law" can be applied to pretty much every aspect of my life.
Such as:

If anything can go wrong, it will.

Examples
If you have no money, you'll hit a turkey.

Just last week my husband and I were sitting down to do our figure-out-what-we-can-actually-pay-and-still-skate-by-dance and had things under control. I got the checkbook out, wrote out all the checks, even put stamps on the envelopes and set them in a neat little pile to be taken with me the next morning for the post office.

So I got up early and everything and was on my merry little way. It's 6:30am, things are going just fine, sipping away at my cup-o-joe and out of NOWHERE there is something flying towards me. Attempting to fly anyway. I slow down and watched. as. a. turkey. commited. suicide. on. my. windshield.

Can't those bitches fly?!!!

Talk about being so mad the only thing you can do is LAUGH. And call Mandacakes. And not put those bills in the mail.

I would love to live a day without Murphy. Murphy is always there. Always watching. Waiting. And attacking.

Just one day. That's all I ask.

Murphy is beginning to make me think that I am pessimistic. My husband just says that I let the little things bother me. Does everything bother me? Or am I just so use to things going wrong, I have to make sure something does so my world can stay balanced?

Heaven forbid everything went right. Just once.

When my husband and I are finally ready to get a dog for my daughter I will name him Murphy. So when he craps on the floor, I. can. blame. Murphy.

Labels: Murphy

Posted by and rudeness on Saturday, June 03, 2006 at 1:15 PM
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Love the idea of getting the dog and naming him Murphy. Sorry things are rough.
Posted by Brenda	\|	June 04, 2006 12:22 PM


Damn Furkeys.
Posted by MandaCakes	\|	June 10, 2006 8:58 AM


This rates right up there the time my SIL hit a bunch of cows on a lonely road. I wondered how one hits more than one cow with a toyota tercel but apparently they are like bowling pins... You hit one cow than then falls and hits another cow that hits another cow that hits another cow....
Posted by ^starshine	\|	August 19, 2006 5:25 AM