Do you ever feel like your life is floating along rather nicely, almost
too quietly; that there's bound to be some sea creature lurking around, getting ready to pop up? This isn't leading into a dramatic story or a pregnancy announcement (because I know how your minds work, you sillies) or anything of the sort. It's just that things are pretty mellow around here but the cynic in me is expecting that catastrophe to slam into us any minute. Well,
thaaaaat's healthy.
4 comments:
I have the same doomsday disease. It drives Zak nuts.
Read The Beast In The Jungle by Henry
ah, waiting for the shoe to drop.
i hate that.
You remind me of this:
http://www.hulu.com/watch/68225/saturday-night-live-debbie-downer
pure gold!
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