Yes, come inside my brain! On less than four hours of sleep! Live the random life! Yo ho ho!
Morning
* Chicken for breakfast. Whiskey sounds better. But no.
* Thunder Cat, what are you looking at? Whatever it is, it’s circling you based on how your eyes are tracking it. You are crazy. But then I am the one talking to a cat. At least you’re not answering me.
* If you don’t drive faster, car-in-front-of-me, I will take a chain saw to that stick figure family of yours.
* Why don’t buses have cupholders? Is that too much to ask for?
* Do not sit next to me on the bus when there are plenty of free pairs of seats. DO NOT. Or I will stab you. With something. Accidentally. Sort of.
* The girls are being unruly today. Thank heavens for scarves.
* I wrote a poem in my head and now I can’t find it. It was a good poem too.. 😦
* How on earth can you do counted cross-stitch on a bouncy bus with bad brakes, woman? I might as well just bleed in a pattern on a piece of white fabric and call it a day.
* I love geese when they are landing – they’re so awkward.
* I like the color of her hair. That’s almost the color I want my highlights to be. But it’s too creepy to take a picture of the back of her head. And no touching.
* Tea, stay in your cup!
* I should be drunk to be this punchy. But then I would be punch-drunk.
* If I can hear your music through your headphones when I am sitting in front of you, then dude, YOU are not going to be hearing anything in ten years. Maybe iPod and Miracle Ear should do some joint marketing. It’s a long-term strategy.
* What is it with birds being all creeperesque on the middle of a wire?
* Joy gave me a phrase last night – “a giant squid of anger”. Today, I am a killer jellyfish of exhaustion.
* When you are very tired, words don’t make a lot of sense. But then again, they don’t have to. Unless you are writing a proposal response. Oops.
* Why are industrial smokestacks so tall?
* It has taken me almost two years to figure out how to get into that parking garage. That’s pitiful.
* Should my future pugs be named Karma and Dogma? Or Waffles and Muffins?
* Just spent the last five minutes wondering if I remembered to put on underwear. Still not sure.
* You CAN fall asleep while walking.
* The walls of the elevator are pillowy soft.
* That moment of abject internal panic when you think you left your phone on the bus – like someone turned off your life support machine.
* COME TO ME, RED BULL….
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December 6, 2012 at 10:59 am
slpmartin
You may have had a long morning but this made me laugh aloud a number of times…thanks… this made my morning coffee much sweeter. 🙂
December 6, 2012 at 11:08 am
Seasweetie
YEA! Isn’t the inside of my brain fun?
December 6, 2012 at 11:05 am
suzicate
You so cracked me up…I’ve had those mornings, too!
Thanks for sharing yours with us. And here’s to some ZZZZZZZs tonight!
December 6, 2012 at 11:09 am
Seasweetie
I hate to think what it will look like in my head tomorrow if I don’t sleep tonight, suzicate!
December 6, 2012 at 12:40 pm
lucindalines
Too funny!!
December 6, 2012 at 2:05 pm
Seasweetie
:-), lucinda… I can’t decide if there’s more…
December 6, 2012 at 12:43 pm
psychofab
I’m also functioning on very little sleep. Even took a sleeping pill which my brain apparently just emasculated by laughing and call it’s color girly. I’m supposed to go to a friend’s 21st bday party tonight….Most random thought I’ve had “When I blink I think I can feel the eye flap from my lasik surgery wiggle”
December 6, 2012 at 2:05 pm
Seasweetie
Me too, Psychofab!! I might as well have eaten flour for all the good it did.
December 6, 2012 at 2:37 pm
psychofab
At least flour wouldn’t have tasted like ass pimples.
December 6, 2012 at 2:38 pm
Seasweetie
Well, there is that.
December 6, 2012 at 12:53 pm
Alice
A bus ride is good for the creative process.
December 6, 2012 at 2:05 pm
Seasweetie
It does indeed, Alice. I’ve often thought of the bus as a “vehicle” for creativity, especially in the morning.
December 7, 2012 at 7:13 pm
Meg
very funny!! i am the woman who is literally tapping the kid on the shoulder to tell him, he really does want his ears later on in life. and i actually touched the hair i liked. not a good plan. I am the creeper bird. ps the one in the car seat is too cute.
December 8, 2012 at 1:21 pm
Seasweetie
Ooooooh, I want to hang out with YOU, Meg! 🙂 We’d have such fun together!
December 9, 2012 at 12:59 am
belladonna23
I wrote a poem in my head and now I can’t find it. It was a good poem too..
ah, I get that ALL the time…. they tend to come back to me eventually but not for a few days later, ironically..
December 10, 2012 at 8:40 am
Seasweetie
I’m still waiting for its victorious return… 😦