Friday, May 18, 2007

rainy day notes or fuck it bucket!

(warning: crude and explicit language used)

Rainy day notes

Save all personal positive notes and poems written by your friends (or cut out any positive inspirational quotations from newspapers or magazines, or you can even write some yourself) and put them in a large jar. When the day makes you blue, sour, gloomy, depressed, or whatever you want to describe those horrible, horrible days, head for the “Rainy Day Jar” and pick one of these to perk you up.

If the “Rainy Days Jar” doesn’t work, go for the next one…

Fuck It Bucket!

I got this from Amy Sedaris’ “I Like You – Hospitality Under Influence”  a few months back and thought the idea was really cool. Find a pail or a bucket and throw in the best confectionery you could afford. Don’t forget to label it, “Fuck It Bucket”.

When life gets a little rough, head for one of the confectionery from your bucket and reward yourself to offset the terrible predicament the day had given you.

WARNING

I got a little too “sensitive” when I had my bucket and found almost everything not working out to my advantage. I tripped and I fucked it, I cough and I fucked it, I got kissed and I fucked it (because I experience that the kiss wasn’t freshened to my liking), the sun was too bright and I fucked it, and so on and on until as karma has it, I gained in size! I gained not only on my stomach but also the upper region of my anatomy. In order to psychologically moderate on the contents of my “Fuck It Bucket”, I changed it to “Fat Tits Bucket”!

The “Fuck It Bucket” is not recommended for people who are weight conscious and like sweet stuff. Avoid placing it in your bedroom!

I asked my maid to kick the bucket after I had finished the last piece of confectionery (in a literal sense)!

Image:

1) My 9 year-old “Rainy Day Jar”. 18 May 2007.

2) Since my maid had kicked my “Fuck It Bucket” out, I can only illustrate how it used to look like. 17 May 2007.

 

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