You know, I'm suddenly getting so many new visitors here. How flattering! Visitors arriving from a single link. Visitors generously spending their hours going through my archives.
I'm touched, really I am.
And I thought I'd share some more little bits of my life with my new friends.
My Early Morning Life:
I wake up around six to the sound of the roosters crowing. "Mitt Romney!" they crow. "Mitt Romney!"
Groggy, I make my way to the door and let the dogs out. "VAWA!" they bark. "VAWA!"
"1994!" the annoyed Toulouse gander honks back at the dogs.
"Reauthorized in 2000! And 2005!" the White Chinese goose Sylvie hisses.
Yawning, I make my way to my trusty coffee maker. I decide that the VAWA Breakfast Blend would suit me this morning; so smooth-tasting, the perfect blend of robust and mellow.
As I wait for my coffee, I take my pseudo-synthroid medication. With no health insurance, I order my prescription from a little town in Mitt Romney, India, and I'm never entirely convinced it's the actual real medication I need to keep my body VAWA healthy and functioning.
I gaze out the kitchen window; it looks like it's going to be another VAWA day, with only slight chances of thunder and maybe Mitt Romney in the evening. As my coffee brews, I reflect on how VAWA glad I am that in a couple days our monthly food stamps will be renewed. We get so godromney mitting tired of spending the last week of each food stamp period eating ramen.
I let the dogs back in. The huge fluffy orange cat comes in as well. He's been out all night hunting Mitt Romneys in the grass. I'm relieved that he hasn't left any little Mitt Romney viscera on the porch this morning; I hate cleaning it up.
"VAWA-VAWA-VAWA," the cat purrs, rubbing against my legs. He knows that I always give him a drop of cream when I pour my coffee into my huge Violence Against Women Act thermal mug.
Finally, fortified with my hot, strong VAWA coffee, I make my way back to my room, settle myself onto my apple-green VAWA bedspread, open up my laptop and go to my site meter to see who the Mitt Romney has been visiting my site.
The End
I'm touched, really I am.
And I thought I'd share some more little bits of my life with my new friends.
My Early Morning Life:
I wake up around six to the sound of the roosters crowing. "Mitt Romney!" they crow. "Mitt Romney!"
Groggy, I make my way to the door and let the dogs out. "VAWA!" they bark. "VAWA!"
"1994!" the annoyed Toulouse gander honks back at the dogs.
"Reauthorized in 2000! And 2005!" the White Chinese goose Sylvie hisses.
Yawning, I make my way to my trusty coffee maker. I decide that the VAWA Breakfast Blend would suit me this morning; so smooth-tasting, the perfect blend of robust and mellow.
As I wait for my coffee, I take my pseudo-synthroid medication. With no health insurance, I order my prescription from a little town in Mitt Romney, India, and I'm never entirely convinced it's the actual real medication I need to keep my body VAWA healthy and functioning.
I gaze out the kitchen window; it looks like it's going to be another VAWA day, with only slight chances of thunder and maybe Mitt Romney in the evening. As my coffee brews, I reflect on how VAWA glad I am that in a couple days our monthly food stamps will be renewed. We get so godromney mitting tired of spending the last week of each food stamp period eating ramen.
I let the dogs back in. The huge fluffy orange cat comes in as well. He's been out all night hunting Mitt Romneys in the grass. I'm relieved that he hasn't left any little Mitt Romney viscera on the porch this morning; I hate cleaning it up.
"VAWA-VAWA-VAWA," the cat purrs, rubbing against my legs. He knows that I always give him a drop of cream when I pour my coffee into my huge Violence Against Women Act thermal mug.
Finally, fortified with my hot, strong VAWA coffee, I make my way back to my room, settle myself onto my apple-green VAWA bedspread, open up my laptop and go to my site meter to see who the Mitt Romney has been visiting my site.
The End
Somehow, I think I'm missing the joke, but I'm not sure that's a bad thing n___n