Monday, October 16, 2006
The Jig is Up, the Word is Out
Well not really but I thought it was a catchy title.
As you can see the edges are beginning to crack. I am headed off to the land of beautiful foliage and men in loin cloths who will simultaneously be peeling grapes and fanning my stressed out self with big ole palm leaves. (Those of you with minds in the gutter…this is why I love you!).
Some where also in the agenda is a Best Mates Escape where we will be massaged hopefully by the dudes mentioned above preferably still in their loin cloths. It would be a real bummer if it were Olga and Helga twins from the Soviet Union. You know sometimes you just can’t be picky.
Stress kills. This evening,I am off to kick stress in the proverbial balls. Try not to miss me too much.
Peace. Out. Ohmmmmm