I sat at my computer for forever trying to think of something clever, witty, or at the very, very least, a little funny. Every time my fingers tapped on the keys, something bitter and sad (and let's be honest-- slightly offensive) fills up the screen.
The irony is, even though I have two very terrible jobs that still can't give me enough money every week for rent and other necessities, I'm in a really great mood today! I'm slurping up a milkshake with a side of sweet tea and chillin' in a place that is decorated with SEE ROCK CITY birdhouses and is ripping out all the oldies, stirring up some serious nostalgia of Richard Simmon's work out vids that my g-ma used to do with bottles of cream soda. In other words, I'm in my own weird... and incredibly Southern... version of Heaven.
I'm satisfied that this note wasn't as bitter as the one I trashed about marriage to the guy at work... and the one to my ex bashing his old/new lover. Now, let's go work for nothing! YEAH!
♥,
C.
