Posts Tagged ‘ frakkin hell ’

I’m done. I can’t edit any more right now. I hate to drop the Doomy Summer of Editing DOOM (I hate to drop anything ever!) but I just can’t edit. The arson-urges are too strong. Need to stay away from the flammable stuff for a bit. Part of it’s stress. As July goes on,...
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Last year I bought year-round passes for the some twenty-seven swimming pools scattered about Tucson. Unlike other passes ($50 for a family membership and we went to the zoo twice? Yeah.) we actually got our money’s worth and more out of them. We went swimming nearly every day for two months, and at least...
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So I checked in on CNN this morning to make sure the world hadn’t blown up while I was catching Zs. Due to their many newsfails, I’m disenchanted with CNN, but if all I want to know is “have we gone to war with anyone else?” or “did the gays reveal their agenda at...
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Arrrrrrgggggggghhhhhh… Hot. Muggy. Work. Crazy people. Crazy amounts of work. No money. Fucking PNEUMONIA. (yes, it takes its own sweet time to go the hell away! A friend told me I can expect to have the cough for six to eight weeks. I’ve already had it too damned long!) Still no car. No frakkin’...
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Ahh, yes, here it is. My at-least-yearly, sometimes-more-often rant about sending a child to school. Please don’t tell me you forgot when the first day was. Don’t tell me you thought it would be better for whatever silly reason. Your actions tell him right from the first day that attendance doesn’t matter, and how...
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