Wednesday, August 05, 2009

What else did I do?

Crud. We've got money issues in August? What has this world come to? Oh yeah, a depression. Money worries make me feel like I'm 20 again, powerless and immature. Because we (me and him) are educated and gainfully employed, any money issues we have are a direct result of our own inability to budget and act fiscally responsible. I was hoping as I typed that last line that I would feel better. Absolved in some way, but it didn't work. Maybe if I type it again... nah. You know what would make me feel better? A nice hot cup of coffee.

And so there you have it. My tiny-life drama in a world of inequity and poverty. I'm sad because I can't go to sushi for lunch, but Oh-Ho! my coffee has been replenished and Isn't everything awesome!

Things are a little turned around lately, people doing and saying the (sadly) unexpected, less cracking up and more pensive contemplation. So I don't want to be pissed at anyone else any more. I think it's much healthier to irrationally direct my anger and frustration at myself. I am actually the mastermind behind the Boko Haram killings in Nigeria. Madeleine's sheets are taking on a brownish tint because I'm an inadequate homemaker. I'm not being politically active enough and have caused the drop in Obama's approval rating.

I feel much better now.