Run On Sentences
It's been a crazy week. I haven't even had the worst of it. Hearts go out and yet still beat within. Happy Birthday.
I passed my test with flying colors. Okay, a few colors ran together but still... I passed. I wanted to celebrate. I wished myself good luck and came through all on my own. No big deal.
War of the fleas and feline UTI's. Downfall of spring. Sucks easter eggs, or clovers. Trix.
The painting is proceeding. I got "talked to" because my cards at the gallery are printed on white paper and not card stock. I raise my brow in disdain at such rules in an ART GALLERY. We are free spirited, not to be held down by such petty rules. Besides, card stock is so antiquated. I should print them on card stock in rainbow colored ink. Rebel with a cause.
The aunts get here on friday. I'm reminded of Practical Magic yet with more margaritas, less death, and more crazy. Probably less black but I just looked down and saw I'm wearing black shorts and a black shirt. Color me embarrassed if I weren't so monochromatic. Har Har.
Speaking of "wit", I tried to crack jokes at work today. I either got, "What are you on" or "You have a dry sense of humor". I sigh in their direction and think to myself "nobody gets me". Cue Charlie Brown Teacher.
Is it obvious I'm scattered? Or maybe this is just the new me?
Run on in this sentence ender.
I passed my test with flying colors. Okay, a few colors ran together but still... I passed. I wanted to celebrate. I wished myself good luck and came through all on my own. No big deal.
War of the fleas and feline UTI's. Downfall of spring. Sucks easter eggs, or clovers. Trix.
The painting is proceeding. I got "talked to" because my cards at the gallery are printed on white paper and not card stock. I raise my brow in disdain at such rules in an ART GALLERY. We are free spirited, not to be held down by such petty rules. Besides, card stock is so antiquated. I should print them on card stock in rainbow colored ink. Rebel with a cause.
The aunts get here on friday. I'm reminded of Practical Magic yet with more margaritas, less death, and more crazy. Probably less black but I just looked down and saw I'm wearing black shorts and a black shirt. Color me embarrassed if I weren't so monochromatic. Har Har.
Speaking of "wit", I tried to crack jokes at work today. I either got, "What are you on" or "You have a dry sense of humor". I sigh in their direction and think to myself "nobody gets me". Cue Charlie Brown Teacher.
Is it obvious I'm scattered? Or maybe this is just the new me?
Run on in this sentence ender.