I got back from work today, went to get into some jim-jams (aka pajamas) and found a bruise about 3 centimeters up from my belly button. honestly? My belly button? I would like an answer, yet at the same time, making up crazy stories of how they might have gotten there is much more interesting. For example:
Random Person: "Laura, how on earth did you get a bruise on your belly button??!?"
Me: "You didn't hear about the influx of jellyfish inhabiting the Baltimore Aquarium!?"
Random Person: "influx?...of jellyfish?"
Me: "Yeah, wow I'm surprised you didn't hear! It was all over the front page of the Sun [newspaper]! Yeah, 'Jellyfish Break Through Glass in Aquarium and Attack
Innocent' Huge story....I was one of the innocent."
Random Person: "You innocent? Damn, your a bad liar."
Now I remember why I didn't pursue writing.
Meal of the day: Tomato Soup with Basil
Song of the day: Toothpaste Kisses by The Maccabees
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