From last nights posting, you’d think I was an angsty, out of control, volatile freak… lol
but really… I’m tired
I don’t have any sort of urge to rebel.
I do my job at night, I sleep during the day… my interactions with people are polite.
and oddly, while not the least inclined to live off vegetables, I’m a pacifist.
If not for farms and grocery stores, I’d most certainly be a vegetarian
For those of you who hadn’t figured out what a douchecanoe is, it’s a vagina…
and now that I think about it, I’m not sure why exactly we (as in anyone who uses it that way) would use it in an insulting way, I mean… I actually really like vagina… a lot.
anyways
enough questioning the insulting nature of being called a vagina…
next time I’m having an intimate conversation with the little man in the canoe, I’ll see what he has to say about it.
Here’s to Friday, the greatest day – except those Fridays before working Saturdays… I want a weekend.
A real one… you know… Sat, Sun
on the happy front, I’ve been smoke free for 2 weeks, not regretting that choice at all, although I dislike the occasional physical symptoms of withdrawal that will be haunting me for a few months to come on occasion.
AND… I wrote a bit about sex. People don’t usually comment on those, possibly because the subject makes them uncomfortable, or maybe they just didn’t read it (because they were uncomfortable maybe)
AND politics – stop payment on the political paycheque.
and then… well… I realized that a few weeks ago today would be my friday, and I’d be looking forward to days off… but as it is, Friday is hump day, and I’ll be over the hump, but not humping anyone.
so we’ll call it random angst friday…
and I don’t feel right
opportunities I can’t take without screwing people I care about…
people that just don’t know
I’m hungry, I’m broke (I have food, the hungry has nothing to do with the broke)
rah
I have so many things I want to write, and so many reasons to stop here.