Today I am ornery as hell. Seriously. I'm taking it out on people I know and love...and those I don't know and do not love. It is not the former that should take it to heart, but the latter. I even yelled at that f'in yapper across the street while Bridget, the dog's owner, was about 10 feet from it. She didn't care enough to tell it to shut the f up, but I did. I just screamed "SHUT!!!! UP!!!!!" She looked over at me in the window, I looked back, and turned and walked away. It has to be the muggy weather, at least that is what I am going with.
But the truth of the matter is that I am sick and f'in tired of hearing people are going over to Farm Town. Then they disappear. And then when they do come back and do a vlog, that's what they talk about. I guess that is the equivalent of me bitching day in and day out about Italian Doctor. I am going to make a concerted effort from now on to not talk about my work. That will more than likely cut my vlogs down, if I even continue to do them, to about 2 minutes a day.
But the truth of the matter is that I am sick and f'in tired of hearing people are going over to Farm Town. Then they disappear. And then when they do come back and do a vlog, that's what they talk about. I guess that is the equivalent of me bitching day in and day out about Italian Doctor. I am going to make a concerted effort from now on to not talk about my work. That will more than likely cut my vlogs down, if I even continue to do them, to about 2 minutes a day.