Sunday, February 15, 2015
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Saturday, February 07, 2015
this isn't working
I've been a HUGE Grade A bitch lately. I don't know what's wrong with me. Hormones are to blame for some of it. I'm just mad all the fucking time and I have no reason to be. Even when PMS can't be blamed I'm terrible. Starting to think I need medication but that would just be one more thing to pay for.
I keep repeating to myself "Be happy."
It isn't working.
I keep repeating to myself "Be happy."
It isn't working.
Friday, February 06, 2015
Monday, February 02, 2015
Winter is a cunt.
Also, as many of you know... and I say many because some people are fucking idiots and don't pay attention to shit... today was Groundhog Day in our sweet land of liberty. Just as I thought. 6 more weeks of winter.
Synonyms for winter are as follows.
1. torture
2. evil
3. awful
4. detestable
Synonyms for winter are as follows.
1. torture
2. evil
3. awful
4. detestable
Sunday, February 01, 2015
bye, bye January...
I can't believe it's February already. Where does the time go? I think I touched on this a couple posts ago... how fast time flies. It doesn't wait for you. It just leaves you behind, reeling. Thinking "where did it go?" and "What am I doing with my life?" I've accomplished nothing in the last month. I did get my car's registration renewed. And my income tax return filed. Thaaaaaat's about it. I haven't sketched anything. EPIC fail in the art department lately.
We're probably going to be starting overtime at work this week. More money, yes. Also more time away from home. It also means I have to get up earlier. I have a hard enough time getting up at 6:30. Now I'll have to be up at 4:30. *groans*
I wish it were March. I miss the golf course immensely. That's my spring,summer,early fall job. I LOVE it. I'm outside all day. Basically my own boss. And I make a bunch of money. I like money. A whole bunch.
I don't have any followers yet. I have stalkers. I just started this blog though. And I don't post much. I don't have much to post. I'm still in my funk I guess. Lack of inspiration. Winter kills my spirit. It's a vile, mean spirited, soul-sucking succubus.
January was the worst. This one is for you, January. It's been real.
We're probably going to be starting overtime at work this week. More money, yes. Also more time away from home. It also means I have to get up earlier. I have a hard enough time getting up at 6:30. Now I'll have to be up at 4:30. *groans*
I wish it were March. I miss the golf course immensely. That's my spring,summer,early fall job. I LOVE it. I'm outside all day. Basically my own boss. And I make a bunch of money. I like money. A whole bunch.
I don't have any followers yet. I have stalkers. I just started this blog though. And I don't post much. I don't have much to post. I'm still in my funk I guess. Lack of inspiration. Winter kills my spirit. It's a vile, mean spirited, soul-sucking succubus.
January was the worst. This one is for you, January. It's been real.
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