Life Is...
Life is crazy at times. Like my Irish red hair, I never know if it will keep a straight path or take a sudden curve. Usually, it takes a sudden curve. Life, not my hair. My hair is something I can control, for the most part. Life, in large part, remains beyond my control.
My life is full of schoolwork, church stuff, writing, dealing with chronic illnesses, and getting barked at by my pug. Not to mention friends and family. Not barking, but it's close enough.
I get so moody. Stress floods into my life, trying to drown me.
My life is full of schoolwork, church stuff, writing, dealing with chronic illnesses, and getting barked at by my pug. Not to mention friends and family. Not barking, but it's close enough.
I get so moody. Stress floods into my life, trying to drown me.
posted by CatholicGirlie @ 10:00 AM
1 Comments:
At November 27, 2006 ,
Anonymous said...
I think that guy Tom is a huge jerk. I can't believe you ever let him say anything to you. He had no business calling you a[expletive] or a [expletive] or saying you give [expletive] out.
Saying such things had no basis in truth or reality especially when he called you a [expletive].
In truth Tom is actually just a big [expletive] who [expletive] cows and other farm animals.
In fact the farm animals attack him I think because he is such a huge [expletive] with a lousy, insensitive style of humor that only George Carlin and Lewis Black can appreciate.
In short Tom's just one big [expletive].
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