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Boy, I whipped out a major case of the serious on your gentle reader asses yesterday, didn't I? Sorry about that - it was a pretty bad day. Personal mayhem, chaos, and destruction, none of which are really good, even when the general course of my life is plowing along just fine. So when I'm already stressed out and wresting with a demon or two, they really kick my ass, and yesterday they really, really did. I sometimes wonder if life is this hard for everyone, or if I just kind of excel at the bad. Life in the Doyle household was not exactly conducive to viewing the world as a big ball o' happy, which is rather a handicap, once you get out into it. The Big Ball, I mean. Most of the time, I do okay, but sometimes the stuff piles up, and then you take a few hits from people out in the world that make you feel bad about yourself, and then you get the big, incapacitating blow from someone you're really close to, and that be the end of that. It's all death and destruction instead of happy puppies and fluffy kittens. And that's pretty much what happened over yesterday and the night before. And for the record, at the age of 5 - or any age for that matter - I had no plans to o.d. It just sorta happened, which is why parents should always keep their tranquilizers out of reach, doggone it. You never know when your kid is gonna climb up on the counter and randomly decide to eat a few. Or 12. Peace out, copyright 2002
- 2005 Katie Doyle; all rights reserved
Actually, there is no Hell. Although I hear Los Angeles is getting pretty close.
In which Katie shares sad news - Wednesday, Apr. 01, 2015
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