Monday, May 24, 2010
All that and a jumpsuit too
I have no dog, no guns, no smile, and no jumpsuit. I hate this guy. I feel bad, people. Tired. Played out. Maybe it is from the dread of the oil sucking the life from the ocean. Maybe it is the all the TPS reports that need filing. I don't know.
I think I have a dose of the fybromyalgia? They say morning stiffness is a symptom. What do you think they mean by that? I would not have considered that a problem, but I'm no doctor.
I'm trying hard to do things right to turn things around, but I can't seem to find the restart button. Maybe it is all Rand Paul's fault?
What do I do? Rest up or no pain no gain?
Sick of it all,