I’m having another one of those frustrating days where I feel like nothing is going to work out, and I’m going to be struggling for the rest of my life.
I know it’s just a bad day, and everyone has bad days, and the world is not out to get me; I just feel like throwing myself a pity party today. Unfortunately, I have no chocolate ice cream – which is essential when throwing a pity party.
I do however, have booze. I might try that. Although, I don’t think that would cheer me up. It will of course help me to come up with the answer of how to bring about world peace. I’ll have to remember to write it down this time. I’m tired of people asking me how to do that. Seriously, People, I can’t be the only person coming up with the answers. Sheesh!
I could keep rambling for a while, but it will cut into my drinking time, and I can’t allow that.
Instead, I’m just going to leave this photograph I took recently of the most evil creature I have ever met in my life – just for giggles. My parents call her Baby; I call her Satan.