Pretending you know what you're doing is almost the same as knowing...

I've been angry since leaving the hospital on Saturday night, and I don't rightly know why. Maybe the IV they gave me was put together by karmically deficient people... maybe it's the electrolyte imbalance caused by dehydration, but my moods and dream all revolve around being angry and frustrated.

I want to scream. I want to throw things.

The only time in the last few days that I've not been angry was last night hanging out at Second Circle with the Hotter than Catherine Zeta Jones Ms. E and her roomie (who is NOT hotter that CZJ).
Maybe that's it. I need to drown myself in the love of friends until my mood breaks.

me
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!

The boy rode on the donkey, and the old man walked. As they went along they passed some people who remarked it was a shame the old man was walking and the boy was riding. The man and boy thought maybe the critics were right, so they changed positions.

Later, they passed some people that remarked, "What a shame, he makes that little boy walk." They then decided they both would walk!

Soon they passed some more people who thought they were stupid to walk when they had a decent donkey to ride. So, they both rode the donkey.

Now they passed some people who shamed them by saying how awful to put such a load on a poor donkey. The boy and man said they were probably right, so they decided to carry the donkey.

As they crossed the bridge, they lost their grip on the animal and he fell into the river and drowned. The moral of the story?

If you try to please everyone, you might as well kiss your ass good-bye.

If you emailed me today and I've not replied, it's cause I left Outlook open at home, and it's nabbing my mail before I get it here at work.

::sigh::

Dumbass