the trouble with tribbles
You know what the trouble with tribbles is? The trouble with tribbles is that they're friggin' tribbles, people! You look away for a second, and next thing you know you have a storage compartment storage compartment (ha HA!*) full of them! And every item on my to-do lists (work, home, wedding) is a tribble.
And when you've got that kind of thing going on with your to-do lists, you wake up at 4am and can't get back to sleep. I feel like Lewis Black, all twitchy and finger-jabby in my own head.
Just wanted to share, you know, since I've been up for hours, and lord knows I ain't got nuthin' better to do... ('cept tribble THIS, and tribble THAT, and OH! tribble-point-twitch!)
*If you know why this is so freaking hilarious, I adore you and you should comment so I can heap some luvin' on ya.
Labels: bitchandmoan, bizzy, lists

