Friday, August 12, 2005

 

The phone company is dumb...

Dear Underlings,

THE RUNT will return soon. Her admiring public should cease its incessant worrying. She is fine. Still blonde. Still fantastic.

The delay in postings is the direct result of the phone company's apparent inability to hook up THE RUNT's land line and/or DSL service. I will not mention the phone company's name, but their initials are "S", "B" and "C".

Once THE RUNT's computer connections are reestablished (we are crossing our fingers for sometime next week), the "Fantastic One" will return so her public can (once again) bask in her blondeness.

Sincerely,
"PIB"

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

 

A guest posting from the PIB...

A little runt once made fun of me when I had my "wisdom" untimely ripped from my gums. Me thinks that it is payback time...



Still in the recovery room. She kept talking to me, like I could UNDERSTAND her with gauze in her mouth. She sounded like Charlie Brown's teacher on PEANUTS!



The sleeping gnome...



Three hours later, the gnome slumbers on...



Feel better soon, princess. Your public eagerly awaits your recovery (how else will they know how to look so..."cute"?).

I hear "chipmunk" is so totally IN this summer. Hehe...

 

If I Had Any Wisdom...It's GONE!

So, I got my wisdom teeth yanked yesterday. I don't really understand why they are called "wisdom teeth," because a wise person would have evolved to never grow them in the first place! Deals volunteered to take me to my appointment and look after me while I heal...since no one else in my family has the time of day. I'm so glad to know that I'm a priority! Personally, I think she gets some kind of sick pleasure out of having me be dependent on her. The first thing she did when I got out of surgery was grab my camera phone and take some really attractive pictures of my fat, gauze-filled face to send to all of my friends. I felt like a cruelty case on "Animal Cops."
I'm sooo hungry, but can't open my mouth wide enough to shovel anything other than jello in yet. I hate that no one ever calls me to go out to lunch, except for yesterday, when all of my friends called to see if I wanted to grab a bite before surgery...the one day I wasn't allowed to eat.
Deals has work today, so, I guess if I need anything I will just ring my little bell, and if no one comes...get it myself.

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