What else can I say? My friend will not be coming over today, since he is sick.
So what does that leave? I guess I will work on my taxes, since I haven’t done that yet.
I guess my real problem is that I don’t really have too many friends. I have many acquaintances, but not too many of them can be considered friends, as I would need to spend more time with them if they were to reach “friend” status. Friends have some things in common, and common interests. And the activities that they do share those common interests.
With my job hunting books not here yet, I guess I’ll work on my taxes…
Muse: Kyle, we need to talk.
Muse: Come with me. Quick!
*teleports with Muse to the Imaginary Realm*
First of all, why are you dressed in those dirty clothes? They’re covered in soot and cinder…
Muse: My Mommy and Daddy lost everything. It was discovered that we were not of royal blood after all. The real royal family reclaimed their castle, and we had to sell it to them.
What?! They kicked you out? What about a place to live?
Muse; They gave us this old country cottage with a beautiful back yard. Oh, and my mommy never told me this, but I actually have a couple sisters. They’re not very nice…
Let me guess. Wicked stepsisters?
Muse: Don’t call them that. As mean as they are to me, I try to be very nice to them in return. Daddy went away to try to find better work elsewhere…
What about your mother?
Muse: She absolutely despised what happened and left my daddy. But my daddy just found a new woman. She’s supposed to be my new mommy, but she’s not very nice to me either.
What do they call you? Muserella?
Muse: Yes! That’s actually what they called me! I don’t think that it’s very nice, as much as I do for them. Like what my mommy always says, “Have Courage and be kind”.
Where did these sisters come from?
Muse: Well, they’re not really my sisters. They’re my stepsisters. They came with my new mommy…
Are they gone right now? Is that why you told me to be quick?
Muse: Yes. And I need to get back to work. If I don’t finish their chores and their laundry, I won’t have dinner tonight…
I’ll let you do that then. I don’t want you to starve…
Muse: Oh! They’re coming back. Hurry!
*teleports back to reality*
Well, she can finish the chores quickly, being Intangible. I will now work on my taxes…
Today’s high is going to be 59 degrees and the silver lining will be getting my taxes done.
To those of you who like getting your taxes out of the way, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.
Muse: There. All finished!
Stepsister 1: Muserella! Did you finish my laundry?
Stepsister 2: Also mine! Don’t forget!
Muse: They’re right there…Oh!
Stepsister 1: What’s that on the floor? Your dress!
Stepsister 2: She’s leaking!
Stepsister 1: Aw, does wittle Muserella need a nappy?
Muse: *sniff* Please stop!
Stepsister 2: That’s gross! There’s a toilet upstairs, dear! Too late. Better get out the talc!
Stepsister 1: And don’t forget a spare sheet…
Muse: *sniff* *sob* Please! The two of you!
*Muse runs out of the room, sobbing her eyes out*