The Randomness In My Head...

As part of a daily tradition, Mitchell and I were sharing a random conversation about the day’s events when I stumbled upon a particularly interesting topic before he went to bed. You see, I was at work (I work nights from 6 PM to 4:30 AM) and had the misfortune of being hit in the face with a rather large metal door to a sort of elevator in my place of employment. The following is the conversation surrounding this lovely little occurrence and the subsequent birth of my new catch phrase “dead rat beauty”…

M: Love you Boo! Have a good night.

C: Thanks, babycakes! It’s almost over, so it’s getting better every minute… Minus the fact that I smacked my dome piece into a metal door… Swollen eyebrows aren’t cute =(

M: I’m sorry Boo. 😞Are you ok?

C: Meh… Now I know how ugly people must feel =’(

M: Bahahaha Get some ice on it. You’ll be beautiful again soon enough. 😜

C: So gay… It’s not bad, just a little swollen… I’ll be fine by tomorrow… At least I hope. If not, I shall sneak away into the night to a remote cave where only the gnarliest of the gnarly reside… And in this cave, I shall eat live rats and wallow in the memories of my “pretty days”… ::sigh:: those seem so distant now…

M: Why wouldn’t you kill the rats first? Bahahaha

C: Because such luxuries are saved for the beautiful… Enjoy your dead rat beauty while you can… I’m living proof that such things are fleeting!

M: “Dead rat beauty” Why do I have a feeling that one’s going to stick. Haha

C: “Oh em gee, Mitchell… Most weekends I’m like really pretty, but this weekend I’m like dead rat beautiful!” Totally my new saying!

And so begins the beginning of a new phase in my life… Move over “drop dead” and make way for “dead rat beautiful”!