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Sunday, April 09, 2006

I'm sure it's easy to look at this picture and say, "Now, that doesn't look so bad. And, besides, you're here blogging, so how busy could you be?"

It's also as easy to punch the throat of anyone who might say that to me at this moment. Last night was the first full night's sleep I've had all week. It was pharmaceutically-induced, and just not enough. But, I'm not griping, really. Again, just things that can't be helped.

Coffee and blogging is helping me loosen up the fingers and the brain right now, so that I can turn 90° to the left and face this pile o' stuff. It's taking the time to decompress that I haven't allowed myself to get into the proper frame of mind.

To use the "time is money" metaphor, I've basically dipped into my savings to pay for the new transmission, forcing me to use Visa to buy my groceries, and even then I can't afford anything (needed or not) that I can't get at Aldi's.


B said...

hang in there big pimpin

Ms Bizarro said...

Here is some much needed perspective:

"Always look on the bright side of life...Life's a piece of sh*t, when ye look a' it..."

(whistle, whistle, whistle...)

B said...

Life sucks and then you die. Is the phrase I add "Take other with you and make them pay!"

I ray of Sunshine from Ohio...