Oh my dear Jack. I guess it isn't so much as a foul mood I am in today. It is not the black cloud of moodiness following me. It is the WTH can happen next cloud.
My day started out by me tossing and turning all night. Lots of things running through my mind. I can deal with this though. My back hurt when I got up and I felt like a bus ran over me. Mach asked what color the bus was...fyi...it was all colors. I told him it was the Partridge Families bus. Then as I am on my way into work I am almost run over (literally) by a concrete truck. If not for my quick thinking I would be squished right now.
I am in a pretty good mood today. Just tired. I am sending the half of your good mood you sent me back to you. I don't need it. Save it for another day.
Am I going to have to bring my warped sense of humor out to prove I am doing good today?
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I don't usually cotton (you like that? trying to learn southern too.) to the how
I am southern but WTH does cotton mean? You are going more southern than what I am. You have been around Amy too long. Heck, I had to learn what a pig pickn was from her.
