So this one will be short and sweet. Back in the days of the lawsuit, I used to have this fantasy of taking a rubber mallet and a Phillips screwdriver to the head of the guy suing me and tapping it until I heard his skull crack open with a dull pop. This image kept me going through those dark days and gave me a boost when I felt all was lost.
Lately I've been having a pregnancy fantasy. I picture myself at dinner or at the home of one of various married friends, taking the positive pregnancy test out of my purse, slapping it on the table, and saying simply, "bitch".
See? Even now it makes me giggle. Ah, good times.
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