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Okay, I will just go ahead and own the fact that I woke up on the wrong side of bed this morning. I am Miss Ranty McCrabbypants, as you kids would say, and I think I can indulge in the occasional bout of un-mellowness. I think I'm allowed, I'm about a 15% red head. *gnash*
I am trying to invert my typical eating pattern. My work schedule has me eating lunch around 2, after having a break around 11 or noon. I'm gonna try to start eating my lunch at my first break instead. This will help me on my days off, where I typically try to get all my chores out of the way before I eat- meaning sometimes I don't eat anything until 2. And feel like hell by then, most often. No more of that.
When will it cool off, already! Everyone else is having seasons, and here we are locked in the endless summer. It's getting dark at 7, yet it's going to be 100 freaking degrees today. Stop being hot! Damn! I want to get in the hot tub and not feel like it's a freaking lobster boil! I don't even like lobsters! This weather is fired!!!
My iPod smarted off to me. As I was whinging about my money, it played "Children of England", about the kids who worked to death in coal mines and got sent to get their legs shot off in WW1 and so on. Yeah, I get it, I could have it worse. Still want mah money.
I am trying to invert my typical eating pattern. My work schedule has me eating lunch around 2, after having a break around 11 or noon. I'm gonna try to start eating my lunch at my first break instead. This will help me on my days off, where I typically try to get all my chores out of the way before I eat- meaning sometimes I don't eat anything until 2. And feel like hell by then, most often. No more of that.
When will it cool off, already! Everyone else is having seasons, and here we are locked in the endless summer. It's getting dark at 7, yet it's going to be 100 freaking degrees today. Stop being hot! Damn! I want to get in the hot tub and not feel like it's a freaking lobster boil! I don't even like lobsters! This weather is fired!!!
My iPod smarted off to me. As I was whinging about my money, it played "Children of England", about the kids who worked to death in coal mines and got sent to get their legs shot off in WW1 and so on. Yeah, I get it, I could have it worse. Still want mah money.
