Just Shoot Me
Sometimes I wish someone would just shoot me and put me out of my everlovin misery. I'm trying to write a witty blog here, and by gum I can't get in the mood. I'm trying to think of different ways to cheer myself up. Make light of stuff if you will.
Some things one could do on a rainy afternoon when one is "between companions" so to speak:Throw underwear all around the house, hang it from the lampshades if you wanteat candy and leave the wrappersgo out and buy 9 remote controls, and keep one in every roomdrink out of the milk cartonfart loudly and frequentlyeat doritos for every meallose your keys constantlysteal money out of your own walletstand in front of the TVmake lip prints on the windows leave moldy food in the fridge for weeks on endflick your boogers at the wallsleave half empty water bottles on every surfacewatch James Bond Movies all weekendget out your kids plastic guns and make poses in the mirrorSpray pledge on the hardwood floors and have sliding contestspour milk in your mouth, squirt in chocolate syrup, squish it all together and presto, chocolate milkRe-arrange your sub woofer in the trunk, make adjustments, and other wise turn it up really loud to annoy the neighborsinvite friends over, wait...there are no friends...they're all married or dead.go out to eat by yourselfgo to the movies by yourselfput your favorite persons picture on your desktop and pretend its them looking at you.....cry yourself to sleepwake up, realize your still alive and cry some morewake up in the morning and repeat as necessary
does this look like a lady who would do all that stuff? well she just might because she is very sad and lonely at this point.