I Walk Around With Thoughts Like These Jangling About In My Head
- I miss my wife. Although she calls my office using Skype every day, it’s just not the same. She’s relaxing back in her hotel room and I’m stressed out in the office. This does not a good conversation make.
- Friends with no day jobs are driving me crazy with jelousy. Terz (pro photog, no clock in/out required) sms’es me at 11pm to join them at Wala Wala. Early morning meetings are the enemy right now when it comes to night outs. Woe is me.
- I hate having to put the duvet cover onto the duvet after doing my laundry. There must be some arcane method to accomplishing this without going crazy. Why didn’t I just buy a comforter?
- Shit, forgot to buy lightbulbs and eggs, again!
- I have to order a penis-shaped cake. So I walk into a bakery and freeze when I have to explain this to the girl at the counter. Why are there no men working the sales counters in bakeries? Can anybody please recommend a bakery where I can order a penis-shaped cake with little or no embaressment? But it must not be a gay bakery. No gay bakeries are allowed in my version of reality. Is there even such a thing as a gay bakery? A gay bakery would colour my penis-shaped cake pink and distort the dimensions.
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