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Mood: I'm trying so hard to come up with an entry that breaks out of my current trend. I am totally aware that no one really cares to read a diary that does nothing but bitch all the time. Not that it matters much, I don't really do this for the purpose of entertaining others anyway. I love my husband (even though he's been 'Hurricaine Jeff' lately--Just a little accident prone, that's all) and I love my son, who is quite possibly the most unbelievably adorable child that I've ever laid eyes on. Besides those two very important aspects, mostly everything sucks. I am thankful, as always to have such an above-average, good relationship with my brother, but he lives in the next state and is a busy little bee anyway with his newfound motivation in chewing up and spitting out any kind of class that those silly Indiana colleges can throw at him. I am thankful for the few good friends that I currently associate with on a regular basis, but mostly they are the few co-workers I have that I can tolerate, so my interaction with them is usually tainted by whatever the daily workplace drama is. I am thankful that my car is a beast. It has been showing signs that the transmission might be acting up, but still it perseveres. In spite of my bitching and moaning and also my PMS, I'm not depressed. I'm not miserable. I know all about the good things in life. I'm just exhausted and frustrated with the things that aren't good and show no promise of improvement. In Summary: Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Women... And stuff... - 2012-08-19 be sorted @ nimbo.net |