I'd like to bitch about the cruel hand of fate or the bitter bite of shit that is irony. Specifically, the fact that when cancer couldn't quite take my kid, it decided to take my cat. I'm sorry... I know, railing against cancer is so stylish it's almost out of style. While I should probably post some ribbon in some gastronomic distress causing hue... I've got nothing but a multi-colored cat hair on my nightgown and an extra eerie quiet in my house that will never again be obliterated by the same voice.Excuse me, I need another martini.
People, I’m bitchless. I know some of you all have had totally a craptastic week and I can’t find anything to bitch about in light of that.I drank a metric ton of coffee yesterday and I still can't think this morning. Or blink. And I have a killer headache. This feels kind of weird to not be pissed about something....maybe I should drink coffee in obscene amounts more often.
I’m sure I’ll be full of bitchy goodness soon.
I am now without bitch. I had the usual stupid people at work bitch, but that's "usual".I just got a peek at my savings account this morning, the one where I stuff every single red cent that isn't marked for a bill (or shipping, as this is the holiday season), because I'm going to be moving across the country yet again before the infamous 2012 rolls around.
I have almost $600 in there. Which might not sound like much to you. But when my paychecks are less than $300/week, and my rent alone is a week and half's worth of work, I was fucking thrilled.
I might have had a small orgasm when I saw that number.
Every bitch I had right then died on my lips because that is a gift horse that I will not look in the mouth.
(And every thing I've got to bitch about is nothing compared to losing a beloved pet. This one belongs to Charlotte.)
Charlotte does indeed win this weeks Bitch. Nothing can top loosing a beloved pet. I had a bitch all lined up to, but my issue seems petty compared to the hurt of my friend.
So instead I am going to stand arm in arm with my fellow bitches and rail at the Fates who snipped the life thread of a sweet cat who did not deserve to go so soon.
Posts
1 comments:
Man, guys. This is Bitches of Blogwyck we are all welcome to any bitch even if someone's bitch is perceived to be worse. I feel guilty you guys felt so bad you didn't want to bitch.
That being said - I'm also sitting here in tears because for being bitches you women are so incredibly wonderful. Who knew my week would end with happy tears? Thank you so much from the bottom of my bitchy, little heart. xoxo
Post a Comment