No Blog For You Tonight…

Here’s hoping you have a much better day tomorrow…

Mongo only pawn in game of life.Tomorrow will be better.Regards,Rabbit.

“mbulance Driver wasted much psychic energy resisting the overpowering urge to choke the fucking life from someone today.Ambulance Driver been feeling that way a lot lately”Hmmm…sounds a lot like me and the Cushing’s “roid” rages I’ve been getting lately. The other day, I wanted to get out of my car(while it was still moving), go up to the car in front of me, rip it apart with my barehands, rip the drivers head of and throw everything off the freeway. Ummm…that was just because he was in front of us, not because he was, like, driving too slow or anything. Lucky for that driver, hubby was driving that night, and I was seatbelted in.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4Wy7gRGgeAI find this cheering at times. I think the lyrics could be tweaked to fit most of us at one point or another. Hope things get better.

We all have those days, AD. Had my own a couple weeks back: I’ve still got the “FTW, I’m gone” post saved as a draft… Tomorrow will be better, if for no other reason than it’s not today…

“Hulk smash puny humans!”What can I say? If a huge green monstrous Hulk (that makes “roid rage” look like a metrosexual temper tantrum) wants me to type a message for him, ya think I’m gonna say no?I need a new wall.

AD-Have you been exposed to gamma rays recently?Of course, imbeciles have the same effect.There’s more than a few I wanted to choke the fucking life from.Too bad “The Man” frowns on that, is all I can say.

Ambulance Driver and Elmo have something in common: overuse of the third person!Cranky Prof wants AD and Elmo to stop!Seriously, burn out sucks the biggie. Hang in there and you’ll feel better soon. If you DO choke the living shit out of someone, the high is only temporary — trust me.

Hope you got some rest

Kateykakes said it well, AD. HOPE TOMORROW IS A BETTER ONE FOR YOU –Sincerely,Loving Anniewho, by the way, has a new blog called ‘Mhmmm Yes I Love That’ that might entertain you and put a bit of a smile back on your face and a spring in your step and a, well, we won’t go there in public ’cause what if your Mom is reading ?Come cyber-visit me, darlin’ !http://www.yesilovethat.blogspot.comThe old one will stay there, sweet as ever. In fact, I’m gonna put you on my Special Blessings section today.The new one will be the spice !

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AD sound like cartoon injun.

AD,Seriously, get to the range. Find a handgun in a Magnum caliber, the larger the better. I’ve found that it’s impossible to be upset/stressed out when flinging copious amounts of lead downrange. “Gunnie therapy”.And if you could pick up a couple of watermelons or cantalopes to dispatch with a shotgun, it’s highly recommended. Seriously, here’s hoping the funk passes but quickly. And no choking people – even though I know that there are just some people that desperately need it, we want you “on the outside”…

Poor AD … CinnKitty sympathizes with AD. CinnKitty often wants to choke the living shit out of people. But CinnKitty resists, hence CinnKitty’s stress levels rise…it’s all a very viscious cycle.CinnKitty hopes AD feels better today. If not, CinnKitty recommends that AD seek out local massage palor and special “Happy Ending”. Always a good way to raise AD’s flagging spirits.

errr…vicious..yeah..much better.. (bleh!)

<>…wasted much psychic energy resisting the overpowering urge to choke the fucking life from someone today.<>God, I hated being married. I know the feeling.

Somthing must be in the air. I have wanted to rip someone’s head off for the last few weeks. Much too much stress for me.

sometimes it bes like dat.

I feel your pain! The last three weeks have left me feeling decidedly homicidal! I’ve been taking Jay G’s advice and practicing gunny therapy. Also watching M*A*S*H reruns. Feel better soon!

Hope tomorrow is better.

I think there is a virus or something going around cause I have the same symptoms. I personally think getting well laid would do a lot for the situation. But I pretty much think that is the answer for a lots of things.

Holy cow, AD. No wonder you sprained something over at my blog if you’ve been feeling like this for a while. I am ever so humbled that you made the supreme effort. When you come up to take my stitches out, I’ll give you TWO margaritas.I bet part of the problem is you missed out on all the fun that Holly, Lainy, and I had. Seriously, is there anything we can do other than remind you how much we luv ya? Or hide the body?

People crazy this month. Everyone hereby granted two-weeks paid vacation.Thank Uncle Dean later.

Hope you feel perkier soon!

hahhaha talking about owning the turd…nice job