just gotta keep trying...
doin' the thing, eh? chin up, made an appointment, blindly, hoping it turns out okay.
when did i become a mouse? was i always a mouse and just good at wearing the lion's mane,
echoing the lion's roar? nature is a bitch. the lioness earns the mane, the lion just preens...
nature is a liar...what is my nature?
when did i become a mouse?
first world problems...100 years ago, my lifestyle would have been considered opulent, extravagant, epic...central air, washing machine, refrigerator, mechanical conveyance, food, shelter, college education,
and simultaneously repellant and bizarre
my dog and cat not only are allowed on the furniture, but we sleep with them. we've spent more money, more than willingly, on fur babies in terms of food and doctors than we have on ourselves
the shitter is indoors and right down the hall from the kitchen
i have no idea how to cut my own hair, sew my own clothes, cook (okay, that last one is more or less a personal choice 😁 fucking HATE cooking), have ZERO interest in children, no maternal instincts, no nurturing skills to speak of, don't know if my husband has enough underwear, mostly because he's a grown ass man who can always get his ass to wal-mart to buy more if needs to, say fuck way too much, and belch in public
it's not the kardashians, but fuck 'em, mostly they don't look like they're having a good time anyway,
it's actually pretty goddamned good
scream to the top of my lungs
WHAT'S GOING ON?????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hey, yeah, i said hey,
oh, yeah, right. Sorry.
here at work, and they don't generally approve when you scream...
well, you know, fuck 'em!
something may be coming...one more hurdle to go....
have some avalanches - frankie sinatra
you have been warned, i'm in a weird mood today.
if anyone reads this and knows how to put the actual video here,
and would like to let me know...
would be GREATLY appreciated :)