Cranky!
Thought of the moment; I’m cranky
And not just any sort of normal cranky – no, this is something like “you stopped giving me oral just before I was about to come” kind of cranky, or “you got off and rolled over and went to sleep and left me laying here” kind of cranky, or “you said the dinner I worked all day cooking for you was too salty” kind of cranky.
Too salty? Too salty? Fuck you! Who do I look like? Rachel Ray? Make your own goddamn dinner next time you ungrateful prick!
(as she throws the plate of food at his head…)
No – none of these things actually happened… just my ever twirling love affair with analogy and metaphor playing itself out as I try and reconcile my evolving levels of cranky today.
I haven’t been sleeping well – that could be it. I keep waking up in the middle of the night and then can’t fall back to sleep so I get up and go into my office and turn on my computer and my television and I watch re-runs of the X-Files or some lame Lifetime movie or whatever movie that I’ve already seen on HBO or the late re-broadcast of Hardball on MSNBC – the latter which always makes me cranky.
Fucking Clintons. The Clintons make me very cranky.
I even got into a cyberfight with someone today too. It probably wasn’t their fault… who knows…
My hosting company is making me cranky too. They recently moved my site to what they described as:
“a more powerful and more stable server… very good for devotchka like you mizz lazy geiszha… ha-ha-ha… Nostrovia!”
Fucking Ukranians. My site has gone down every day for the last four days for at least a ½ hour. Put down the Stoli, Sergey… and fix this shit! Grr!!!!
That would make anyone cranky – especially me. Patton was right – we should have kept marching.
Tho I’m not so much of a bitch not to acknowledge that this could all be hormonal – but that isn’t it. That might actually make sense. You think PMS is easy? Don’t get me started.
Someone sent me this; the Nadsat dictionary here from the novel A Clockwork Orange. Personally, I thought the film was better. But this is still funny - even tho I’m too cranky to appreciate it.
But – it’s a beautiful sunny day, the Red Sox beat the Yankees last night, and there’s absolutely no reason in the world what-so-ever to explain my bout of the grouchies.
Life of a woman indeed. Maybe I need some Lubbilubbing…
Enjoy your weekend
Hope you feel better! Sending Happy Vibes…….Happy Vibes
:) Big huggs
Neaya