I'm tired, bored, and cranky. Nothing else to do but bitch online I guess. Of course I don't have anything very interesting to say. Do I ever? I guess I'll keep it short, since I don't have all that much to say. I'm annoyed, so I felt the need to just bitch and whine. So here it goes.
Have you ever been so frustrated with a person that all you can think about is reaching out and smacking the shit out of them? Well, that's how I've been feeling about a lot of people lately. My tolerance for stupidity has gone even further down and my hatred for just about every member of the human race has grown. I'm tired of driving 40 miles to and then from work every day. I see way too many stupid assholes that make my blood boil. There's the suits driving around in their BMWs, thinking because they paid a rediculous amount of money for their cars, they should be able to break every driving rule in the book. They love to cut me off, tail me (and I don't exactly drive slow), and try to run me off the road. Then you have those stupid soccer moms in their SUVs, chatting on their cell phones to make their hair and nail appointments. Love it when they drift over to my lane then have the nerve to get pissy with me for allowing my little Honda to get in their way. I want to strangle all drivers...especially in Jersey. You wonder why our insurance rates are so scary?
What else can I bitch about? How about how I'm sick to death I am with the mundane tasks of every day living? Getting up every morning, same routine, go to work, spend all day wishing I was home, come home, make dinner, put the kid to bed, sit in front of the tube, go to bed. Maybe, just maybe I'll get enough motivation to write, but it doesn't last long as I'm always so damn drained by the time I get home. I'm bored to tears. This is not what life is supposed to be about. Where's the fun? Where's the relaxation? Where's the deisre to actually leave the damn house? I need something different. I need a change. I so can't wait for convention season this year. Cons are the only places I ever truly feel like I belong. I see people I have lots in common with, I spend time doing things that interest me for once, and I always have a good time and forget about how miserable my day to day life is. Of course I got screwed out of going to World Horror this year. Not only does it fall on my anniversary (which is also Easter) but I have a wedding to go to that weekend as well. So it's a no go. But I will be hitting every con I can thereafter. I just hope I don't go completely insane before then.
I guess that's enough for now. I'm done bitching for the day.
Have you ever been so frustrated with a person that all you can think about is reaching out and smacking the shit out of them? Well, that's how I've been feeling about a lot of people lately. My tolerance for stupidity has gone even further down and my hatred for just about every member of the human race has grown. I'm tired of driving 40 miles to and then from work every day. I see way too many stupid assholes that make my blood boil. There's the suits driving around in their BMWs, thinking because they paid a rediculous amount of money for their cars, they should be able to break every driving rule in the book. They love to cut me off, tail me (and I don't exactly drive slow), and try to run me off the road. Then you have those stupid soccer moms in their SUVs, chatting on their cell phones to make their hair and nail appointments. Love it when they drift over to my lane then have the nerve to get pissy with me for allowing my little Honda to get in their way. I want to strangle all drivers...especially in Jersey. You wonder why our insurance rates are so scary?
What else can I bitch about? How about how I'm sick to death I am with the mundane tasks of every day living? Getting up every morning, same routine, go to work, spend all day wishing I was home, come home, make dinner, put the kid to bed, sit in front of the tube, go to bed. Maybe, just maybe I'll get enough motivation to write, but it doesn't last long as I'm always so damn drained by the time I get home. I'm bored to tears. This is not what life is supposed to be about. Where's the fun? Where's the relaxation? Where's the deisre to actually leave the damn house? I need something different. I need a change. I so can't wait for convention season this year. Cons are the only places I ever truly feel like I belong. I see people I have lots in common with, I spend time doing things that interest me for once, and I always have a good time and forget about how miserable my day to day life is. Of course I got screwed out of going to World Horror this year. Not only does it fall on my anniversary (which is also Easter) but I have a wedding to go to that weekend as well. So it's a no go. But I will be hitting every con I can thereafter. I just hope I don't go completely insane before then.
I guess that's enough for now. I'm done bitching for the day.
posted by Meghan at 3:35 PM
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