Melancholy Dolly and a Pup Named Sue
And the headaches continue...
Now I am fully aware that melancholy blogs bitching about one's feeling shitty have been well overdone; I realize that it is cliched and banal; and I understand that no one really cares. At least I'll refrain from titling it "I hate my life" or "Is this all there is?"
So I spent the day tilling the garden until I sheared the pin attaching the tines, at which point they ceased to turn and I quit.
After dinner I decided to go to bed early before realizing that after trying for some five odd hours, I can't. This isn't, necessarily, because I'm not tired, merely that from my waist up aches so severely when I lay down or sit that I am unable. I know that it's tension, and I know exactly from whence it arises. But I'm not a fucking horse, and I won't be sleeping while standing. So for now I'm stuck watching terrible MTV "reality" shows like Parental Control.
But... on a lighter note, I suppose... some Will & Grace quotes might be appropriate:
Now I am fully aware that melancholy blogs bitching about one's feeling shitty have been well overdone; I realize that it is cliched and banal; and I understand that no one really cares. At least I'll refrain from titling it "I hate my life" or "Is this all there is?"
So I spent the day tilling the garden until I sheared the pin attaching the tines, at which point they ceased to turn and I quit.
After dinner I decided to go to bed early before realizing that after trying for some five odd hours, I can't. This isn't, necessarily, because I'm not tired, merely that from my waist up aches so severely when I lay down or sit that I am unable. I know that it's tension, and I know exactly from whence it arises. But I'm not a fucking horse, and I won't be sleeping while standing. So for now I'm stuck watching terrible MTV "reality" shows like Parental Control.
But... on a lighter note, I suppose... some Will & Grace quotes might be appropriate:
- LORRAINE: What's it look like I'm doing? Turning tricks for Tootsie Rolls? I was kicked out of my place, so I'm moving in here. [TO KAREN] Hello, mother
- Karen: Hit the road, you syphilitic toad!
Lyle: Karen, if there's one thing I will not tolerate, it's rhyming insults.
Lorraine: Sow.
Karen: Cow.
Lorraine: Runt.
Lyle: Stop it! - Karen: There are two things that I will not tolerate in this house: racism and constipation!
But this one should sit separately [And no, this in no way is associated with any depressed blogs of late]:
- When I'm feeling like there's no love coming to me and I have no love to give... When I'm feeling separated from the world and cut off from myself... When I'm feeling annoyed by every little thing because I'm not getting what I want, I'll remember that there is an infinite amount of love available to me.
And I'll see it in you.
I'll remember that I am complete within myself so I'll never have to look to you to complete me. And most of all, I'll remember that everything I really need I already have, and whatever I don't have will come to me when I'm ready to receive it.
So maybe I'll try leaning against the doorframe...


2 Comments:
This'll come to you too late to be of any real help, but:
RECLINER
-TBM
agreeing with the previous comment...Recliner!!
to comment on your blog.... I Love You
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