Warning - I'm Crazy

I alternated between self hate and universal hate all day long. Since I woke up and grudgingly rolled out of bed, the world hated me back.

I posted some comments this morning and the blogs' owners magically erased what I wrote. They hate me.

My dog wouldn’t go out side to pee the second I told him to go. He hates me.

I picked at a pimple on my chin and it bled. I hate me.

I fantasized about running my car into the asshole who thought about pulling out in front of me.

I cried about the deer carcass on the side of the road.

I cried about the dead orange cat.

The phone hurt my nerves every time it rang. No one shared good news.

An employee’s wife walked into my office without asking. I felt knives shoot from my eyes and embed in her chest, followed by my soul’s rapid trip to hell.

A co-worker took my frozen dinner out of the microwave before it finished cooking. I hate men. My lunch sucked.

My daughter’s laptop needed a $16 keyboard. Will the grinding responsibilities ever end? I can’t take the constant need.

My mother thinks her cousin’s new boyfriend sounds nice. Well, yippee, friggin’ doodle for her. Nobody loves me, but who gives a crap?

My boss can stick his job up his pant leg and spin. I’m running away to join the circus where freaks go unnoticed.

My husband joined Thirsty Thursday at his friend’s garage. They can all drown in a vat of hops for all I care.

I repeat over and over, “Tomorrow will be different,” as tears stream down my face and I pray I can get the car safely in the driveway.

Lightening flashes all around the house and rain pours down spurred on by gusts of wind. I feel better now. Please disregard the insane woman who borrowed my mind today.