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Can someone explain to me what possible purpose this jackpole on the road could have had this morning when he decided to flash his lights at me repeatedly, only to eventually pass me and not even look at me to give me the common courtesy of an explanation? I want to kill someone now. That’s his purpose – to suddenly and unexpectedly turn me into a murdering machine, out to attack the first thing that gets in my way. I mean, it’s bad enough that I was on my way to work, and that I hate my job, and that I’m a little hung over from last night… but then to have to deal with other, dare I say it, humans, ugh. It just makes me sick. Plus, most of the time I was going slow because people in FRONT of me were going slow, and if that asswipe couldn’t see that, it’s probably not a good idea for him to be on the road – vision is pretty important for driving. But no, his impatient ass was flashing his lights at me, which in addition to completely infuriating me, also made me think that something was wrong with my car. So I reeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaalllly am REEAAAAALLLLLYYY pissed off right now.
And I woke up kinda late – I apparently turned the alarm off when I should have actually been getting up, so my morning has been rushed. Rushed because of me, rushed because of that fuckwad, just rushed. Rushing into a job that I despise. Can something good rush my way?
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I know it’s so cliche for me to post stupid videos from YouTube, but I think I’m in love. These two are totally OUTRAGEOUS. I’m not sure if they’re married, or brother and sister, or *what*. But they rock. And you should rock out to them too. Just because I feel like… prescribing this as an antidote to… oh whatever. This song immediately got me all revved up. I’m buying an album, or at least stealing one, as soon as possible.
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Meow. You’ve undoubtedly already seen this video, but sometimes when Connor’s being a huge punk, I like to look at it and remember the time when he was cute.
He’s still cute, I’m not being a crazy mom. Just a tired one, with a kid that keeps getting out of bed.
I have so much shit to do, and so little motivation to do it. And I’m really dreading tomorrow – I have to 1) wake up early to take Connor to preschool, 2) work all fuckin’ day, and then 3) spend the evening with Craig’s dad’s totally obnoxious and useless family, who will undoubtedly make me feel like crap, annoyed beyond comprehension, and wanting to shoot myself with anything mildly shootable.
