| Monday, March 13, 2006 |
| Some Days Just Weren't Meant to Be... |
...and today was one of them.
I'd like a do-over, please.
*sniffle* |
posted by Cheshire Cat @ 3/13/2006 11:23:00 pm   |
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| 11 teabag(s) brewed: |
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My sympathies, T&B. Actually, my day was quap from start to finish, too. Here, take my spare box of tissues.
Best wishes for a better tomorrow.
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are you coming down with a cold or was that a sad sniffle. A mummy needs to know so can diagnose appropriate cure - eg chocolate, a new book, some green tea etc
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cheer up ok? Bad days do happen. rmb my entry a few days ago? it will be ok soon. Take care of yourself!
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Thanks, ladies! You do give great cheer. :-)
Suz, I used up all the tissues already. I think I need a hankie the size of the moon, please. Here's my Mars-sized one for you. :-O My sympathies to you, also. Will post tonight.
Mummified, I'll take all of the above, please, as 'twas a very sad sniffle.
Fuff and Angel, thanks muchly for sympathy. I really appreciate it. :-) Hope both of you are well this day/afternoon/evening.
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I grant you a do-over. I can, I'm a doctor.
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You aren't still going on about the Jackson picture are you?? I took it off!!
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Thank you, Doc, most kind! May I have another do-over, please? :-)
Tomorrow is going to be time to wear my blue evil, black sheep shirt, surrounded by innocent white sheep... :-O
And, if I may be so bold, exactly what sort of doc are you? The medical kind, the rocket scientist kind? :-)
Phosgene Kid, I'm soooooo sorry! Really, truly sorry that I ever played that dirty trick on you! Because I weeped false tears (well, the tears were real, but it was a low blow), I am now suffering the true weepies.
I repent, PK! I repent! Forgive me, please!
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Closer to the rocket scientist kind, but not exactly. If I say too much you may figure out that I'm smart.
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Sure hope you are feeling better. Yell at someone as you ride the subway. I mean, you ARE in the city of perpetual grumps. They will just think you are mildly insane and ignore you. It's what I do, and I don't live where you do.
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Doc, I already know you're smart... You suspected my dark soul, after all. ;-)
And I'm disappointed you're more the rocket scientist kind. I wanted to show this leetle lump I have over here... :-)
My dear Bren, I can't possibly yell at someone on the subway; they'd more likely report me to the cops and I'd somehow end up accused of criss-crossing the Patriot Act and tossed in the brink, ne'er to be seen, heard or posted from again. >:'0(
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My sympathies, T&B. Actually, my day was quap from start to finish, too. Here, take my spare box of tissues.
Best wishes for a better tomorrow.