everything. I hate my job. I hate school. I hate students that pick their nose and leave boogers on the desk. I hate little boys that pick on the little boy that has a crush on me. (he is obviously one smart little tyke.) I hate that I can't dress up for Halloween at school. (I love Halloween). I hate my house. and dust. and sheet rock. and screws. Hundreds and hundreds of screws. Loose screws, and not just in my head. Little loose screws that inevitably wind up sticking into the bottom of my feet in the middle of the night when I stumble downstairs for a glass of water because I am dehydrated because i am so freaking busy that i forget to drink water because the world is out to get me......whew. And right now....I hate the dog. Because she refuses to get up of her lazy butt and pour me a glass of wine because i have had a long bad day. BAD DOG! And I hate that I am sitting here by myself again, talking to the dog. Please someone tell me, (Admit it!) you all talk to your pets too right? right? I just had a long argument with the dog....I think im lonely. I hate being lonely. Ugh.........
So......that "ugh" up there...was a literal ugh. Like, I said it while typing. I said it loudly ok? Im watching the democratic debate.....which also produced a similar Ugh....and now the dog, who is tired of my "ugh-ing" has now left me. She put her nose in the air and left the room. As though she has something better to do....I need to go to bed.
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Have yourself some halloween chocolate and pour an extra big glass of wine so you don't have to make as many return trips to the bottle.
We not only talk to the dog, we talk for the dog. He needs his opinions heard, you know.
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