I was going to call it My fucking head hurts Monday, but then I thought better of it considering some of you have that comment luv thingy and probably wouldn’t appreciate the f bomb on your blogs.
I already know I am awesome, but feel free to tell me again. And again. Cause my kinda narcissism needs constant stroking. Oooh, like that, yeah…
Sorry. Feeling a little, um, frustrated ifyouknowwhatImean….
So I have been trawling the internetz for those freaking memey carnival thingies and can’t find one that doesn’t suck arse or is written/coordinated/pulled out of the arse of some Christian chick. And I am a biatch, but I ain’t linking to some innocent woman making her own soap, with my foul mouthed madness. Shit the smiting would come down hard then. Like Kelley getting her freak on on YouTube or something…
I know some of you do a Menu Plan one and then there was the Naked Monday that MP suggested. Google can’t find any of the fuckers.
So I will just go with my own. Cause I am that
What makes your head hurt Kelley? I hear you ask.
~ Banging my head against a wall. That’ll do it.
~ Stabbing myself in the eye with a mascara wand while trying to drink my latte at the same time – I am a multitasker – the doorbell ringing at 7am scaring the fuck out of me causing said eye pokage and then hitting my head on the cabinet reaching in for a cotton bud to fix the mess.
~ Chicks acting like the blogworld is high school all over again. Oh get over yourselves bitches. You are fucking BLOGGERS for Christsakes. The real world thinks you are a fucking nerd. And girl, you are not as hot as you think you are. And I bet you smell. Like old cheese. That has just been freshly vomited up by a cat.
~ My mother calling me at work, again, to change the plans of her babysitting, again, and then coming home to find that she has OK’d ANOTHER teen sleepover for tomorrow night. That makes only 1 night in the last week without someone elses kid sleeping in my house and nomming on my chocolate.
And yes it was that night. And thinking about that makes my fucking head hurt again. Along with turning a vibrant shade of pink. At this rate I will have to match my shoes to my face rather than my handbag.
~ Not enough coffee. You hear me Coffee Bitch? I know I am making you do my work and shit, but hey, I will give you 10 minutes to go and get me a latte. Cause a girl has to be nice like that to the man that has a title like ‘Boss’.
But something that doesn’t make my head hurt? Today’s shoe selection.
And this week, every day unless I forget or get distracted by the shiny, I will give you a Kelley made memey thing AND a pic of the shoe of the day.
Cause, as we established before, I am THAT fucking awesome.
So my lovelies, what makes your head hurt today?
Oh and that stuff in the sidebar there? The BlogHer ads? Some might say ‘sell out’ I say ‘buy Mummy some shoes’