This place is a dump! The showerhead in the blue bathroom decided it had better things to do. Boom, down it fell! It's officially fall now. The next thing to fall was Stephen's laptop. He perched it up against a chair on the dining room table where I write my morning pages. Boom down it fell. It's fall! Does it still work? It boots...But does it still work? The sinus headache is back, or should I say never completely left yet. My idea of a good time is to wake up with a throbbing headache each morning for six weeks. I am so happy. And the antibiotics that were designed to kill this puppy are over today. Weeeeee!I love doctors...I love everything and everyone!
To say that I am cranky would entirely miss the point. I am sublimely miserable. But you have to laugh at it really, because what else can you do. I haven't tried blowing sugar up my own ass yet, but how far down the line could that little maneuver be? If only I could bitchslap myself, I would surely be in much better shape.
Almost threw in the towel on writing morning pages this morning...the "voice" almost won, but sheer force of habit overtook me and I completed three pages of absolutely anything. It all started out so polite, but by the third page I could not ignore the facts...misery showed up quite honestly and certainly on the third page. The laptop falling to the floor put me over the edge. Pull yourself together Mark, cut yourself some slack. Blah, blah, blah, blah.
Two days in a row where the day beings with a hole in it. How ungrateful can a person get? Just shoot me! If you think this entry is pissy...you should have read yesterday's; only yesterday I still had my wits about me and didn't publish it, but I think I will let this one go. Perhaps for those of you who hate Mondays... this might just strike a chord. Besides, I can't always be so goddamned pleasant around here!
So the day begins...but why?
