Forget the Pot of Gold.


November 23, 2021 by sandwichcontrol

I just wanna be left alone at the end of the rainbow.

The word of the day is: Tragic.

[ traj-ik ]
characteristic or suggestive of tragedy:
tragic solemnity.
extremely mournful, melancholy, or pathetic:
a tragic plight.
dreadful, calamitous, disastrous, or fatal:
a tragic event.
of, pertaining to, characterized by, or of the nature of tragedy:
the tragic drama.
acting in or writing tragedy:
a tragic actor; a tragic poet.
the tragic, the element or quality of tragedy in literature, art, drama, etc.:
lives that had never known anything but the tragic.

When you’ve been saving up your calories to blow on 6 flors de naranjos and you find that you already ate the last of them for lunch.

It’s a kind of tragic.

(Said to the tune of “A Kind of Magic” by Queen.)

I got a headache around 10am yesterday.

That was the point at which everything just bit the bullet and went straight to hell.

It had been sitting on the fence for about 4 and a half hours at that point.

Then it went all in.

That’s enough mixed metaphors or similes or whatever for one post.

I have to go to work now.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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