And So It Goes . . .

I know it seems like I have been a perpetual bitcher for a few months now. Well, it doesn't seem that way, I have been. It's just life has taken a bizarre turn and nothing is going right. I do realize 'All or Nothing' mirrors my personality to a tee, but this is becoming ridiculous. Thank God I have a sense of humor and I can laugh at just about anything. So, yes, I bitch a lot, but yes, I try to keep it funny or at the very least make it descriptively entertaining for y'all. I do look back on times like these and am thankful for them. They do make you stronger and make your Scrapbook of Life more interesting.

Here are today’s rants:

- My paycheck was short over $100 today. That blows in a bad way, since I was planning on using that $100 for other things that I don’t even need.

- No, I am not politically correct ALL the time, but I am morally sound and a decent person. Not the most decent, I am no saint, but a decent decent person.

- The Eastern Injun store across the street ran out of Dr. Pepper.

- It really queezes me when people are so germaphobic that they are going to get someone else’s ass-germs on their ass when using the toilet, that they use the paper toilet seat covers - then when finished they leave their toilet seat covers on the toilet so that someone else has to get their ass-germs on someone else’s hands. I guess they do not want to get their ass-germs on their own hands. Nasty asses. I mean, if you think about it, that's not doing anything - your hoo-hoo is still exposed. Now, they have made me a germaphobe. What ever happened to the seventies when your mom would just hold you 8 feet over the toilet seat?

- I have an interview tomorrow with Viacom Legal. Whatever.

- Who would anyone wear high heels when walking through 4-7 inches of slush and dirty melting snow? All for the sake of fashion. They will spend $400 on a pair of boots but not even give that homeless guy a dime and he obviously needs it. Even if he doesn’t need it, he has been standing out there begging for the past 6 hours so he has to be cold. Give the guy a break and a dime so he can be 10 cents closer to a hot cup of coffee. If he suffers through the humiliation and cold, then he has more than earned it. And no, he can’t just go and get a job. By law you need an address and if you are truly homeless, then you would not have one of those. It is a Catch 22, like everything in life, and I can sympathize with that. Bless his heart.

Soon enough I will have something to be a happy-ass about and I will write about it. I am just a little bummed and struggling a bit, that’s all. I know I am blessed in many ways and I am not ungrateful for that.