I have nothing I want to write about tonight. Not a thing. It was a pretty long day at the bill-paying job today and I mostly want my acetaminophen-pm and my pillow. But, since it’s my turn to post (and I’m all kind of resolved to be better about that this year)….here are things that I considered and discarded:
1) The Job. One day, when I have other means of income, I will write a fabulous tell all about my way not glamorous job. It will be a fantastic mix of tragedy and comedy. I will be hailed a genius and the world will be changed. Until then, I like paying the bills.
2) Politics. Not touching that with a 10-foot f-ing pole. To quote Josh from The West Wing, “I’m so sick of Congress I could vomit.” If I hear about one more damn Republican Primary….
3) The Idiot Who Nearly Ran Me Into a Ditch This Morning. He made my day start out sucky and since he didn’t actually manage to run me off the road and to an early grave, you’re stuck reading this sub-standard post.
4) The Weather. I’m not talking about it because ours has been fantastic and I don’t wanna jinx it by saying more than that (having written this much, we’ll get 6 inches of snow and -15 temps tomorrow)
5) The Cat. She’s being bitchy and a little attention whore and paying attention to her will only make it worse.
And on that note, my little painkillers-o-wonder are standing by to cure the pounding in my head and whisk me off to the land of Nod on 25mg of Diphenhydramine.
