Bleh!

Well, once again, I got a whole four hours of sleep... maybe.

Absolutely no one in my life respects me. And I fully understand that repressing this anger and seething rage is unhealthy and the very foundation for, say, a school shooting.

But I don't go to school, I don't own a gun, and so long as we're being honest, I'm too effing tired to expend any amount of energy doing anything other than bitching to you... AND YES, I DO KNOW WHAT THAT IS: THE WORLD'S TINIEST VIOLIN. So childish.

Just bite me. Bite me all over.

There is some news, but I just don't care that much. There are some press releases, but - again - just none too interested.

The good news is that things are about to change on the home-front here - and, no, I am not going to go on a rampage against those who have wronged me, justified though that may be - and hopefully everything will get back to relative normalcy... just three more days.

© C Harris Lynn, 2008