Karma rears its ugly head

Karma is a bitch.

A bitch on her period.

A bitch on her period when she wasn't expecting it for another week.

And her period is fucking up her 'jam' session she had planned with her man.

Remember I told you about Becky biting the dust at work?

Karma has already paid me a visit. The bitch got like a 24 hour turn around since the recession kicked in. She working overtime. Getting that double pay and shit. Greedy bitch.

I'm walking down the steps in my house. Minding my own damned business. Fixing (yeah I said fixing) to take my baby to school. So I'm walking, and next thing I know...

BOOMP, BOOMP, BOOMP, BOOMP!

^That is the sound I make as I proceed to slip down the steps on my back, or my ass rather like a fucking slip and slide covered with dawn liquid soap. I open my eyes cause I slid down with my eyes closed and I'm looking up at the ceiling, arms gripping the banister, and a sharp pain emitting from my ass.

I get up and rub my ass.

"I'm gonna have a bruise tomorrow." I say aloud.

And low and behold, this morning I awake to my 3 day weekend, and I have what? Yes, a bruise. Shit look like I got cained. Like I was caught stealing in Singapore or some shit.

Good thing I wasn't gonna show my ass no way this weekend.

Not that a bruise would really stop me anyway teehee.