For a change I hate the heat, for a change I'm sick of summer and the sun, we now get used, it is my usual summer complaint, just a little ' earlier than usual.
Last night I got home I looked like a contest of Miss Wet T-shirt with the hair of Cruella De Vil and yet half an hour was really cleansing. Exit
tired from work and feel your clothes sticking to the heat on him two seconds after leaving the comforting air conditioned office is the coup de grace every day. Yesterday the storm
possess me so screwed around in motion, but at least enough to be regenerated me to spend a quiet evening with a good friend. One thing is quite rare lately.
Maybe it's just that having a stable job is still new to me, and even if I'm not particularly tired me down the defense as required by be prey more than usual of my little paranoid, my little stress, my cursed weakness.
point and end up standing on the shit, I really vital questions as trivial, bad sleep every damn night.
And the expense to be who I always end up around.
I need my vacation, stay in bed all morning, not to suffer in this heat, not to have to look at the clock, play and laugh, especially laughing. How much did me good laugh last night.
I just have to bite the bullet for another 7 days and then will start my therapy. A therapy based on walking, pampering and good food, then that is what I prefer.
In the meantime I have a petition from sour spinster for operators of Facebook. Can you please change the words "People You Might Know" with "People You Might Want to know? At least I'll stop angry for every friend request that I get at random. If I had wanted to meet new people I would have registered at a dating site. But as seems to be common practice to add (and accepting) people at random because it "has a picture friendly" or "we're both fans of Nutella" or worse "I want to make new friends", change the disclaimer and I will get your heart at rest at least .
End of the outburst from sour spinster.
Last night I got home I looked like a contest of Miss Wet T-shirt with the hair of Cruella De Vil and yet half an hour was really cleansing. Exit
tired from work and feel your clothes sticking to the heat on him two seconds after leaving the comforting air conditioned office is the coup de grace every day. Yesterday the storm
possess me so screwed around in motion, but at least enough to be regenerated me to spend a quiet evening with a good friend. One thing is quite rare lately.
Maybe it's just that having a stable job is still new to me, and even if I'm not particularly tired me down the defense as required by be prey more than usual of my little paranoid, my little stress, my cursed weakness.
point and end up standing on the shit, I really vital questions as trivial, bad sleep every damn night.
And the expense to be who I always end up around.
I need my vacation, stay in bed all morning, not to suffer in this heat, not to have to look at the clock, play and laugh, especially laughing. How much did me good laugh last night.
I just have to bite the bullet for another 7 days and then will start my therapy. A therapy based on walking, pampering and good food, then that is what I prefer.
In the meantime I have a petition from sour spinster for operators of Facebook. Can you please change the words "People You Might Know" with "People You Might Want to know? At least I'll stop angry for every friend request that I get at random. If I had wanted to meet new people I would have registered at a dating site. But as seems to be common practice to add (and accepting) people at random because it "has a picture friendly" or "we're both fans of Nutella" or worse "I want to make new friends", change the disclaimer and I will get your heart at rest at least .
End of the outburst from sour spinster.
