Archive | September, 2010

>Bad Day at the Beauty Salon

29 Sep

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I am strugglin’.  Everything seems to be getting to me. The dogs. The pills. The aches and pains. The fact that I am able to contribute NOTHING. The lack of income. My hair!!! It’s like the Mean Reds got a hold of me yesterday and are smackin’ my ass around with broken broomsticks like a fat girl’s pinata. I don’t know what the deal is. I know something has got to give, and it will – it always does, but in the meantime I feel like I am going under. I have vaguely and remotely “good days” and I think I can go get at least a part time job to help out around here, and by the end of the afternoon I am down for the count again.
I’m so tired of my life revolving around being “sick” and all that I am unable to do. I just don’t have it in me (yet?) to seem to be able to do much of anything about it. And I wonder how long this is going to go on…
All I keep hearing is Jack Nicholson’s voice barking: “What if this IS as good as it gets?”  What if? I try to make the best out of it. I really do. But even that I seem to be unsuccessful at lately…  Grrrr.
Okay. Enough titty baby bullshit. I just need to beat this crap back like a pissed off dominatrix wielding a double ended dildo and deal with it. 
Fuck 
the 
dumb 
shit.
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