Y’know life is real hard for a pimp

I haven’t written because I’ve been sick.  Sick with a cold from the seventh circle of Hell.  So I haven’t been up to posting or feeling all cool and cutesy.  Turns out life is real hard…for a pimp.  Not to compare my life to street corner hustlers or anything.  Just thought that after the Oscar upset of the century, the title would seem fitting.

Despite my better judgement, I came in to work today.  I also am bummed because it’s my last week working here and I’ll also be travelling to Chicago this week and I feel that if this cold from Hades doesn’t let up, it may prove to be all yucky and ilky for my trip.  Despite that, I’m hoping to have fun.  Whoopee. Hooray. For some reason, I was all emotional this morning.  I read Jam’s blog and got even more depressed.  I wanted to share my woeful feeling in a poem I had written, but I can’t find it.  That furthers the bum.

Maybe I should eat.  The fact that I have an appetite should account for something.  Right?  Right?

I guess it’s time to clock the ho’s.


About Mema

I've been at this blogging thing since 2005, but I don't consider myself a veteran AT ALL. My posts are mostly well-meaning, fun anecdotes with the occasional random thought and a dash of humor for good measure. So sit back, relax, and stay awhile. And if you decide to browse elsewhere, just remember...you're missing out on an opportunity to meet (arguably) THE GREATEST PERSON THAT EVER LIVED. Overstated? Well, why not stick around to find out? Your call, tough guy. Or, gal. Or, martian.
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