Work, life, and this blog in particular seem to conspire to bring me down. I am disgusted with politics. You have no desire to read my semi-coherent rantings. My life is boring; there is nothing there of interest to anyone. Let us face it, you could care less about my lunch or latest music recommendation. Work-- I drove six hours yesterday and spent the night in an OK hotel in a dump of a city so I can spend 1-1/2 or 2 hours, including lunch, with a complete asshole. I will smile and be nice while fantasizing about giving him the Theron Greyjoy treatment. Then I get to drive 6 hours home.
I know. Boo fucking hoo. Suck it up Nancy. Too bad for you, occasional bouts of whining are the price you pay for stopping by.
Wadda ya want for nuthin?