|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|Okay! I am in the worst effing mood! If I were a dog, they might need to put me down for having rabies!
All I want is some sleep. Good, deep, restful sleep. Do you know how long it's been since Milkmaid got even 6 hours straight without waking up for some reason or other? YEARSSSS!
I was so tired last night - a Saturday night to boot - that I went to bed at 11 p.m. Unheard of. But, of course, I got to wake up with my kid yelling in her sleep - then, she knocked something off her dresser with a crash - then, I had some kind of hot-flash (I'm older than I look, okay??) and had to kick the covers off me - then, my back hurt and I dreamed I was doing back-stretching exercises - and THEN, I was cold and had to reach around for the blankets I had kicked off earlier - and FINALLY, my autistic cat decided it was time for me to get up because I always get up at 6 a.m. so she started poking at me.... IT'S SUNDAY MORNING! Nobody gets up at 6 a.m. on Sunday!!!!
My bitterness knows no bounds today. We went to church, and the ministers decided to give us a sermon consisting of a day by day report on the Bush administration's attempt to bring the environment back to the shape it was in before Daddy was president. I started wondering why we don't all just kill ourselves now and get it over with.
Of course, afterwards there was a lovely brunch... WAAAAAA!
I do hope my mood improves. I don't even like myself today.
I should look on the bright side though - I do have enough quarters to wash and dry my underwear. That's a good place to start.
SLAY ON BUFFY!!
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid
One Last Bitchfest for the Road
Get the Popcorn Ready
I'm a Rich Ho-Bag
|Marriage is love.|