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Wednesday, May 25, 2005
B!TCHY
I am bitchy. People all around me are irritating me by just breathing and I don't like it. Not the breathing, but the them. I cannot pinpoint where my irritation stems from other than just plain old PMS. That good old curse that Eve stuck us with. Eve, by the way, was not a good apple. She started off as a good apple but then fell to the bottom rather quickly. But I digress, I need some serious venting today.
I feel surrounded by people with verbal diarrhea. They just talk and bitch and whine and do nothing about their situation except examine it from the inside like some pre-pubescent frog. Stamping their feet and being mad but refusing to look outside their environment for any sort of clue. Of course that clue might be that the are freaking morons and should be told so.
Sometimes I watch in an odd train-wreck sort of way. Waiting for the crashing and the burning and the wailing... but then I realize that they have strapped me into their little pity party train and what they are doing is affecting me and I want them to STOP BEING STUPID.
Ok. I think that's enough of a rant.
I need to dissect MY problems here so I can fix them and not be bitchy. Life is too short for bitchy.
1. I have baby fever. I fully admit it. I need to rush out and buy me a puppy for a bandaid.
2. I am feeling sorry for myself because I have dreams that cost too much. There are things I want to do and I can do, but the minute my inner cheerleader pops up and starts waving her freaking pom-poms in my face and yelling Go! Go! Go! I want to bitchslap her into reality and reminder her that we are MOTHERS and we sometimes make CHOICES that are right rather than choices that FEEL GOOD.
3. I have dreams that are unfocused. I need to do something at this moment to help me to shape and focus my dreams because the currently have the spine of limp spaghetti.
4. I am craving permanence and solid walls and a ring on my finger and a white picket fence and the peace of not being the one in charge all the time. That last statement most of all. I am much more comfortable in the supporting role.
That's it. Thank you for listening.
I feel surrounded by people with verbal diarrhea. They just talk and bitch and whine and do nothing about their situation except examine it from the inside like some pre-pubescent frog. Stamping their feet and being mad but refusing to look outside their environment for any sort of clue. Of course that clue might be that the are freaking morons and should be told so.
Sometimes I watch in an odd train-wreck sort of way. Waiting for the crashing and the burning and the wailing... but then I realize that they have strapped me into their little pity party train and what they are doing is affecting me and I want them to STOP BEING STUPID.
Ok. I think that's enough of a rant.
I need to dissect MY problems here so I can fix them and not be bitchy. Life is too short for bitchy.
1. I have baby fever. I fully admit it. I need to rush out and buy me a puppy for a bandaid.
2. I am feeling sorry for myself because I have dreams that cost too much. There are things I want to do and I can do, but the minute my inner cheerleader pops up and starts waving her freaking pom-poms in my face and yelling Go! Go! Go! I want to bitchslap her into reality and reminder her that we are MOTHERS and we sometimes make CHOICES that are right rather than choices that FEEL GOOD.
3. I have dreams that are unfocused. I need to do something at this moment to help me to shape and focus my dreams because the currently have the spine of limp spaghetti.
4. I am craving permanence and solid walls and a ring on my finger and a white picket fence and the peace of not being the one in charge all the time. That last statement most of all. I am much more comfortable in the supporting role.
That's it. Thank you for listening.
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