Thursday, December 9, 2010

On the Ninth Day of Christ*&^%$

On the Ninth Day of Christ*&^%$, TiZ reveals to you...

I can't tap into the zeitgeist for the life of me.

I've been known to employ candles to the extent men have thought I was invoking a satanic ritual.

An ex of mine fictionally gave me cancer.

My brother killed me in a book.

I think the holidays suck.

I was so poor one Christmas I was relieved when a roof leak ruined my clothes. The landlord gave me money for a new wardrobe and I could finally buy Christmas presents.

I was once so poor I ate carrots for a week.

I once got mono...a week later.

I can still wear my overalls from 35 years ago.

1 comment:

  1. I was so poor my junior year of college (thanks to a dining hall strike that took away my job) that I survived on $25 per week of groceries -- including TaB and cigarettes. The latter came in handy for suppressing my appetite. Course, that's all over now...I missed my lungs too much.


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