That’s me. Today.
Minus all the hair, and I am not blue eyed either.
But the resemblance is stunning, otherwise.
I know it’ll wear off soon. Someone will say something funny, or I’ll read something that’ll take my mind off the dang irritations of today’s trials and tribulations… And I’ll smile again. I always end up smiling anyway, as if nothing had happened.
In the meanwhile, I’ll just breathe heavily and think that sometimes life stinks and will wish for a punching bag to magically appear in a corner of the room. And baseball bats to beat it with.
I don’t want to rant about my life. It isn’t that bad, and I just have to change things if I am not happy. But sometimes, you just need to take all those little rocks in your shoe and just… just… vent a bit.
I suck so much at ranting anyway… I should take some lessons with much more skilled bloggers. I’d like to be able to let my anger out in some interesting way. Blow some steam while entertaining, you know…
Right now, all I can think of is…. Ahhhhh…..
(pardon my French)
Because “dang” just doesn’t do the job, sometimes.