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Lyrics of the Day
Sep. 30th, 2003 07:16 pm( Sung to a slow stacatto drumbeat, in a "scary and bad" voice, this song actually made me smile yesterday while I was on a parts run and started the feeling-betterness of the afternoon after the silent bummed-outness of the morning. )
I worked my ass off today. Much heavy (really heavy, as in large bundles of thick rebar) lifting. Much throwing around of heavy things (like sheets of plywood and chunks of rebar). Much productivity. Much thinking "Damn I'm getting strong!" Last night I overheard one of the boys tell a neighbor kid "Well, my mommy is way cooler than Wonder Woman!" Really, whose opinion counts more than my kids'??
I worked my ass off today. Much heavy (really heavy, as in large bundles of thick rebar) lifting. Much throwing around of heavy things (like sheets of plywood and chunks of rebar). Much productivity. Much thinking "Damn I'm getting strong!" Last night I overheard one of the boys tell a neighbor kid "Well, my mommy is way cooler than Wonder Woman!" Really, whose opinion counts more than my kids'??
