Today is a shitty day, actually let’s start from last night… That was pretty shitty too. Maybe it was that I felt like the weekend went by too fast, or because I feel like I did not accomplish anything. Not that I had anything in mind to accomplish, but that doesn’t matter. I usually get something done, even if it is just to wash the dishes. I did have a good workout, I guess that is something. But still I just woke up wanting to tell everyone to fuck off. I’m glad I didn’t, well except that asshat on I275 who passed me on the right only to cut in font of me with not nearly enough room, which forced me to slam on my brakes and spill my coffee all over my damn floorboard. That fucker can suck it…..dirty whore!
Getting out of bed was a chore even. Had I not promised my son we would go on a short run before he headed to school, I would have laid in bed trying to snuggle up next to my lady in hopes she may mistakenly, in a dream state, roll over and give me a big hug and a half hearted “Good Morning”. That is how lame I am, that small gesture would have brightened my day. I am sick of being lame! As a matter of fact there is a lot of shit I am sick of today, so let me make a list.
Shit I am sick of today:
1) Our uncomfortable bed – even if I do dare snuggle up, and put my arm around my wife(taking care not to touch her inner thigh, groin, or breast areas for fear she will spasm & knock me thru the wall) it isn’t without severe pain in my back. I endure the pain just for a spoon with her!
2) Kids who talk back in the huddle at football practice
3) Our stupid ass cats & all the damage they do to our house…just die already
4) Having to masturbate – especially when my sexy ass wife is in the next room blogging
5) Cold coffee….Excessively hot coffee
6) People who drive like assholes and don’t use their turn signals
7) People who don’t do what they say they are going to…. Just clean the God Damn cage already son!
8) Driving almost 2hrs a day just to go to work(but thank you God that I have a job!)
9) Not owning a boat, a motorcycle, or a jet ski
10) Car payments for a car too small for anything useful
11) Never having money in the bank
12) Feeling like an asshole after talking with my wife
13) Wanting my wife to be sweet on me
14) Wanting to take a long tropical vacation
15) Being fat….. Just once I want a six pack like that sexy ass Matt Lauer
16) Being restricted to our bedroom for sex…. Damn girl sometimes you need to be taken in the kitchen
17) Owing the IRS
18) Shitheads at work who wait until after the 3rd ring of the phone before saying “Hello,” knowing that the call has already rolled over to my line…Do your damn job!
19) Hoping my wife will surprise me and climb in the shower for some “happy time”
20) Knowing that I will never get ahead in life…
That made me feel just a crotch hair better, I guess…Not because I made a list, but because I shared it. I have a private journal that I usually save this kind of complaining to. But today I am overly cranky, and private journaling will just not do! I get that way every now and then. As a matter of fact a fellow blogger hit on something a little while ago that I have been pondering. Male PMS, and how it can & should be tracked. Check out her blog at: http://erinkenley.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-about-time.html and get a little info on the subject. But since she only mentions the topic briefly, and in a less than serious light – may I note. I took a more serious approach to this topic and I searched for a little more in depth information. The site I found can and should be read at
http://ezinearticles.com/?Do-You-Suffer-From-Male-P.M.S?-Yes,-Pre-Menstrual-Stress!&id=386853
if you are a guy who is having a case of the “fuck-its” on a regular basis, or a woman whose man seems a bit hormonal at times. This is serious stuff, and can be a precursor to even more serious health issues down the road, so don’t downplay the doledrums my friends! But for today I say screw it…I am going to take a hot bath, grab a glass of wine, a book and some chocolate and hide out until the world is more tolerable….. And remember honey…it’s the hormones talking… I will be more chipper tomorrow!
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