I hope you don't read this blog because if you do, you will know that I haven't really been a very good girl this year. Wait, yes I have been a good girl. Just a good girl with a potty mouth. I thought I better write to tell you what I want for Christmas this year.
I want to stop getting old and feeling shitty. This morning I had a headache so I took some Excedrine Migraine. It made my headache stop but because I took it on an empty stomach I threw up. Please make that stop. I'm also tired of this whole A.D.D. thing. At first it was cool and exciting because it explained a lot of my fuck-ups in life. But now I know I have it so I can be done with it now please. It's not cool and exciting anymore. It's medication and side effects and that sucks. Remember in college when I was all messed up and dove for the phone and jacked up my right knee? Yeah. It still hurts sometimes so if you could make that stop that would be awesome.
Are you wanting to kick my ass yet? I know that I have it really really good. I have a home (maybe you could get me some insulation?). Friends and family that are awesome (one particularly good friend even says I should be the next host of Survivor). Health insurance (OOO! Maybe you could get me that for Christmas and then I could quit my job!). A job (Yeah. Part of me does know that I'm lucky to have a job). This is why I have to constantly bitch about the little things.
Thanks, Santa. I'm sorry I have a potty mouth and I'm sorry you don't really exist and I'm sorry that even if you did, most likely you wouldn't be some kind of medicine man that could cure my ailments.
Love,
Jenjen
p.s. I would also like an XBOX 360, and a Bose sound dock thingy for my ipod, and please get Jesse one of those wireless G router things and satellite radio.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment