All I need are some some red sparkly shoes

by Creative Junkie on March 18, 2011

I’m feeling really old this morning because later today, we’re checking out a college that Zoe is interested in attending. Granted, she’s not graduating high school until next year but seeing as how Father Time is popping Viagra and screwing every speed limit he meets, I’m expecting next year to arrive on Tuesday.

I can’t believe my first born is checking out a college. My Zoe, who only yesterday rolled over for the first time and vomited sweet potato puree down my shirt when I burped her. The same girl who just this morning texted me from the other room, asking if we can go prom dress shopping this weekend.

I hope Father Time catches gonorrhea.

On that note, we’re off to see the wizard! Also known as the Dean of Admissions. I kind of feel like Dorothy! Except there’s no yellow brick road, Toto probably didn’t poop behind her couch and I’m betting the Tin Man didn’t try to grope her as she blogged.

We’re off to see a college

That we probably can’t even afford!

We hear it is a hell of a place

With lots of smart teachers and dorm room space

If ever, oh ever, we needed some luck

It would be now as our savings does suck

Because because because becauseĀ  becaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuse

Because the economy is a BIG FAT FUCK.

We’re off to see a college

That we probably can’t even afford!




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