April 5, 2006 My Johnny Cash addiction continues...

1. It's raining.  Hard.  And it's dark.  Is it really asking SO much to want sunny weather?  I'm not asking for 90 degrees, I just want a little sun, for Pete's sake!

2. I'm bugged.  I'm tired and cranky.  Please pardon my especially cynical passing points.

3. This is the crappy thing about being a relatively happy person: when I'm not on top of the world looking down on creation (pardon my musical tangent-ing) EVERYONE notices. I appreciate the fact that people care whether or not I'm okay.  That's really very kind.  But after the 6000th person asks why I'm so cranky, I just want to poke their eyes out.

4. So I have a credit card with a certain company that promised no interest for a year.  I realized today that my payment was due yesterday so I went online and paid it, then called their customer service line to ask them to waive the $39 (!) late fee.  They did, BUT they took away my 0% interest! For a payment 1 day late!  It's the first late payment I've EVER made to them and I've had the card for nearly a year.  I'm SO bugged.  I closed the account.  The account closer wanted to know why the payment was late I guess expecting me to say I have cancer or something, but it's ONE DAY LATE! I'm a busy girl! Grrrrrrr...

5. One of my good friends had her baby 2 months early.  Apparently, everything is okay although she's (the baby) REALLY little.  However, I find myself very worried.  I have this whole problem as of late that I want to take care of EVERYONE.  It's really becoming an issue.

6. Why can't I close my eyes and magically beam lunch to my desk?  My cute husband would say, "If you brought your lunch from home, that wouldn't be a problem, would it?" Well, I didn't so it is.  Now I have to go out in the RAIN to get food.  Bother.

7. I think I want popcorn chicken and mashed potatoes.  What is it about rain that makes me crave mashed potatoes?  I'll never understand.

8. I saw a woman driving today while putting on mascara.  Literally both at the same time.  Not like, at a light she hurried up and applied.  She was driving AND applying mascara.  I'm not normally one to wish ill-will on anyone, but part of me wanted her to run into the car in front of her and poke herself in the eye.

9. Someone just called and didn't leave a voicemail.  (Sigh.) I hate that.

10. I will now, end today's version of Peggy's Pretty Priceless Passing Points since I have not only reached #10 but I'm sounding like a great big jerk. Which is true, but I try to be nice. 

 

 

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