Cheer up, it might never happen
I was walking down Kintore Ave yesterday, minding my own business, and at the same spot where I was once attacked by a killer bird and where I was once screamed at about not being catholic enough, some very tall businessman in a nice suit, around 40 years of age, turned to me as he walked by and said in a really loud voice
‘cheer up, it might never happen love’
Why did he say that? I wasn’t upset or depressed or anything, I had just purchased a floral plastic table cloth to provide protection from the spiders living under our outdoor table and was thinking about eating eggs and bacon off it at our bdo breakfast bbq at the time. I don’t see how my face could have indicated that I needed cheering up.
Then I thought.. am I walking to the beat of my own drum and is this the equivalent of my very own ‘drummer face’? You know how drummers seem to lose control of their face when they drum, and they look like they are eating a grapefruit? a phenomenon similar to that of ‘lip licking pool playing face’ and ‘squinty forgot glasses reading face’
I wonder what he thought might never happen?
‘cheer up, it might never happen love’
Why did he say that? I wasn’t upset or depressed or anything, I had just purchased a floral plastic table cloth to provide protection from the spiders living under our outdoor table and was thinking about eating eggs and bacon off it at our bdo breakfast bbq at the time. I don’t see how my face could have indicated that I needed cheering up.
Then I thought.. am I walking to the beat of my own drum and is this the equivalent of my very own ‘drummer face’? You know how drummers seem to lose control of their face when they drum, and they look like they are eating a grapefruit? a phenomenon similar to that of ‘lip licking pool playing face’ and ‘squinty forgot glasses reading face’
I wonder what he thought might never happen?
posted by ~~~ at 3:40 pm
2 Comments:
oi the dilda that stole your blogger addy is saying - 'svikare, haha' to start off what looks like her final post as she 'froken brempans' to another blogger addy.
thats a bit of froken brempan if you ask me. all water under the bridge i guess, but i have to update my links.
well maybe you will never go overseas?
Never get married?
Never release a number 35 aussie hit?
Never have sex in public toilets?
Never reach orgasim?
Never earn a million dollars?
Never have a child or family?
Never own your own house?
Never go sky diving?
Never drive a BMW?
Never save the world?
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