Tuesday, November 22, 2005
No, I'm Not Ready for the Holidays
According to one of my smart-ass co-workers, this is an accurate visual representation of Supa Sister around the holidays. Ha ha ha! Yeah, but my hair looks nothing like that. And, no way are my arms and legs that skinny. Nor does my mid-section resemble a ring one might find around the planet Saturn. So screw you, Robert H!
Though Supa Sista will admit - she couldn't give a fuck about the holidays. Big yawn. It's all so fake. Just too much pressure. Folks whipping themselves up into the holiday frenzy, foaming at the mouth, running around and clogging all the decent malls so Supa Sister can't impulse shop without being surrounded by all those foaming-at-the-mouth idiots. Sheesh.
Folks keep asking "so, ya ready for the holidays?" and Supa Sister is like, no, you idiot, but I'm real fucking ready for you to stop asking me that same bullshit question every year. Especially when you already know what I'm going to say.
All a chick like me wants to do is eat, chill, sip a Ketel One martini and watch the Twilight Zone marathon.
So please don't ask me again,
Supa Sister the Grouch