I don’t want to punch a time clock ONE MORE DAY…but today i’

Dec 19, 2007

So , I’m up….and think what kind of stand up wakes up at 7 a.m.? Am a new breed of young stand up? naaaaa, just those who chose to work in a bakery and sell buttercream to people in L.A….the “upperclass” of L.A. who somehow manage to squeeze in the question at a place where butter and lard were invented, ” do you guys have sugar freee, fat freee cake?” “sure, maam, eveything here is made of skim milk and love w/ just a dab of splenda..that’s what makes it the MOST famous cake in the world.” This is what my head says , now what I actually do , is nod and in a passive aggressive way , remark back…” no , just full on FAT…sorry. .I know I know.don’t you wish they made a “skinny jean cake” ? The kind it’s almost like eating air . The kind that when you do your stomach checks in the bathroom that it had NO effect and your stomach front is still flat , and NO muffin top spillage over the sides of your jeans..oh don’t we all yern for a perfect stomach check day?” Those w/ roack hard abs…you will not understand this concept , maybe you did at one time, REALLY understood, that’s why you now HAVE rockhard abs b/c your obsessive compulive enough to do 1, 000, 000 sit ups before and IN bed rather than eat cookies you said you’d save till tomorrow while stalking people(ex’s) on myspace…( when reread , this comment looks as if I have experience doing this….and……..well………….I do. ) Moving on..Just sayin , I’m frustrated , America, I am presuming that the actual country of the great Ameriacas in reading this…my ego is smiling huge…just sayin’ that I m frustrated ..and I DON”T want to go into sell buttercream anymore to ” I parked in the red, so can you speed this up, honey and just get my friggin’ cake?” I don’t want to be “Honey, yeah , you the one in the dirty apron ” anymore…but I guess you have to do what ou have to do..this is my public plee to God, PLEASE HELP!!!!! maybe if God sees that I’ve blogged about my yerning for more meaning than buttercream in my life and its desperate times when you’ve brought other readers into your despair, He’ll be all like, ” oh , I SEE I SEE, here you go, Sarah, here’s your own show…why didn’t you so say earlier? the miracle is all in the blogging, my daughter…all in he blogging. Sant gets snail mail, I get blogs, evn though I HEARD Mr. Claus is now swithing to the interenet as well, good luck getin’service up there ol’ man..but to each there own ..to each there own. Sarah , and oh , by the way , it’s your magic dream job, I hope this is k. the show that you wanted to be the new ” Pee wee’s Playhouse”. It’s all yours AND I went ahead and threw in a mint condtion white G.T.O. , w/ pink leather interior. Seriously , don’t even worry about it..LOVE you SO much. Let me know in future blogs what else your heart desires. Go Ahead and go into the bakery toady and say goodbye to everyone , even the customers you hate..the Slavin’ away at a bakerychapter is over or you, so go ahead and enjoy , Sarah….” SO , there you have it!!!! You heard it from the “Big Man” himself….so I’ll go ahead and go in there today, but this is my last, So I’ll make it golden!! have a great day out there today!!!! I can’t believe I’m getting my dream show……..a new mint condition G.T.O…….damn , I should have asked for rock hard abs…..Santa ….that ones for Santa…LOVE