Such Language!!

I personally think we developed language because of our deep need to complain
Lily Tomlin

Ok. Shoot me. I'm guilty to the third degree. I'm complaining. And to make it dramatic... I'm sarcastically overcharged.

Why is it that when you are in your most stinkiest mood (grammar check please!), you blame the monthly hormonal irritant (yes, it is PMS! ... need I spell it out?) -- when in fact you just want to be consoled because you feel like you were just put on "iggy". (By the way... I'm talking about myself and to myself! ha-ha).

And so you whine. And you bitch. And you curse at every little thing that comes in your way. (Oh poor dog!). You not only aggravate the people who witness your tantrums but you make it a point to castigate them with condemnation. It feels like you are on a mission -- that you purposely put a schitt list of things to gripe about so that you have something to gripe about! And what a PITA you are! (pain in the azz, mofo!)

Blecchhhh! No excuse. It is not that time of the month and stop blaming the hot flashes or the cold sweats. LOL. Stay focused and chill. Yeah, take a chill pill -- it's easier to swallow than swallowing your pride if you have to say "ooops. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that... you are right" (and I am left). Pfft.

And so your mind continues to travel in different directions at 1001mph. Wow! (Careful, Einstein. Tickets are expensive nowadays.) Will it make you feel better if you say what you feel and (feel what you say??!) Blah-blah-blah.

YES, indeed! But I need to shut hole, else I'd be saying mean, spiteful things -- then be regretting it the next day. Arrgh!

Uhm. Screw that. Let me spit it out for the sake of a peaceful night sleep.

" People with extraordinary minds talk about ideas. People with average minds, talk about events. People with simple minds, talk about other people"    Anonymous.

But let me add to that... people with NO minds weave a tangled web of lies because they know nothing but to deceive. And what better form of deception is there than to befriend everybody, then to tell everybody of everybody's lives. Hah!

You call this complaining? Hell no. It's called SHE (I'm not talking about myself anymore, mofo!) HAS A BIG MOUTH and SHE CANNOT KEEP IT SHUT! lol. Boy, oh boy! does that feel good.

Uhm. ok. I've done my evil deed of the day. I'm signing off. ~ itsduhattityood

Disclaimer: No matter how you interpret what I have written today, it has no bearing on what i am all about. it is purely sentimental gaga. I am just like you. I have feelings too. I am entitled to my two-cents without feeling guilty, so do not judge me. Get to know me.