It's Wednesday and I'm blogging. Who the eff am I?
Some vent-age in this post. So if you don't want to read what I'm bitching about, I suggest you keep moving on...
So what..If I purged my office on Sunday and haven't touched it since. I don't have a filing cabinet yet, so this is looking pretty ok to me. Needless to say in this pile of crap, I found my contract from my braces from 1990. I kept it.
So what..... if my sweet dog can only get some sleep on xanax and the pill only lasts about 5 hours and I am up from 2 am til..... well now.
So what if I just went darker with my hair and hate it, then peeled off my eyelash extensions and feel ugly.
So what if I have all boys names picked out and they end in "ER".
Meaning, by living in New England, this poor kid will never be "Carter"....he will be "Cart-ah". Bleh.
So what if one of my only two girls names was Kennedy...and I have removed it from my list because of the association with this MTV VJ.....
So what if my kid is going to be a ginger. There is about a 100% chance that it's going to happen.
Just kidding, but funny.
Happy Hump Day!