- May 6, 2010
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I Drunk Dialed the Devil
Except I wasn’t drunk. And I didn’t end up hitting “call”. BUT this is what I saw when I picked-up my phone from the counter Wednesday afternoon:
These last few weeks, in fact, have felt a bit hellish. Perhaps dialing that number wasn’t really an accident. Perhaps it was my subliminal-self taking matters into her own hands. Maybe my subliminal-self was gonna call up the devil and give him the “what for”.
Not that things have been BAD. It’s just that things have been far busier than I ever want life to be. I feel run-down. I feel like a jack of all trades, master of none.
One thing is certain… I have FELT like h-e-doublehockeysticks a lot lately. Clearly:
Why do I write this? I don’t actually know. I just know…
Um… I have some weeding to do. Of life.
Enough about me. I have no answers. I have no conclusion. This is all a work in progress… How about you? Are you too busy? Are you in a season of overwhelm or are you in a season of contentment? Has your subliminal-self ever drunk-dialed the devil?
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I so know what you are feeling. There are days where I could have called the devil just to give him a piece of my mind. But he really doesn’t even deserve that. Praying your days start to get easier!
My LAWD do I need to slow down. All’s my subliminal self did to help out this week was remind me of things I have yet to accomplish – hell, things I have yet to start on. Ugh. Here’s hoping some “angel” will give us a break soon… is Mother’s Day too soon to hope for?
ha! yeah, i almost called him up last night to chew him out. then i realized it wasn’t him, it was my dude that had hijacked my facebook status feed… geeze.
satan puts out, you dialed well
MY EYES MY EYES!!
UNCLEAN UNCLEAN!!
Did you make the sign of the cross, call your pastor, do a Google search for “nearest holy water distributors”?
Also, if I was your neighbor, I’d've just come over, pshed at the 666 and told you it was no big deal. Then I would’ve gone home, made the sign of the cross, called my pastor, and googled…
You know the saying – If the devil can’t make you bad, he’ll make you busy.
I was going to leave some witty comment about drunk dialing the devil, but then I saw furiousBall’s comment about the devil putting out and I just can’t top that one…good one furiousBall, good one!–S
p.s. Good plan carrying around pom poms yesterday…they make you look peppy as opposed to hairied.
I’ve never drunk dialed anyone, let along Beelzebub. I’m pretty sure he texted me once though…
And yes, the funk is going around. I struggled with it for the past couple months and am now starting to slowly pick myself up. Just a little everyday…
Yeah, the funk it everywhere.
It is almost summer, ready for vacations, but not quite yet.
Yeah, I am pretty much living life day by day, blogging when I can, (Am i blogging too much?) tweeting when i can and recording moments with my kids when i can.
I’m not going anywhere.
You are funny. And i want to stick around.
As for drunk dialing, never dialed 666 before. Hope you start to feel better soon.
It is mother’s Day, You planning anything? SPA day perhaps?
YESSSS!!! It’s damn Mercury in retrograde again…I’ve been feeling like shiz for the past couple weeks and so has everyone around me. It’ll turn around next week.
I accidentally responded (well, not me but my blackberry) to a college alumni fundraiser with “Y.”
Ugh, the horror!
Lately everything seems to be breaking, therefore, I am busier than I intended to be. UGH. Do you have the devil’s number on speed dial?
I think we all fill our lives to the brim as some subconscious grasp at our mortality. Like we are all running from some big swinging pendulum.
Or something like that.
I hope you purge some of your busy. If for anything, to hang out with me more:)
Ok, something is definitely up with the universe. All my happy go lucky friends (including me!) are struggling right now. And even so your razor sharp sense of humor shines through. Hang in there girlfriend.
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