While I sit Herr trying to come up with witty repartè to describe my net less state, I have to make a confession... I actually procured my kids computer this evening, and it didn't help for ish... Yes I can get online, but I can do little it actually made me cry. It was running FireFox 3.2, and wouldn't update it. It's running internet explorer 4 or 5 and won't update, and Google Chrome makes it all but stop.
So needless to say, I will not be getting this contract on Gourmet Ranch done and I am so far past despondent and pissed off that I'm pretty sure there isn't a word.
Add that problem to my continual celebate state and well, its a not so humorous situation that boarders on me being a very moody person.
I really should not be this despondant with loss of a game, but its become a bright shiny in my life. Everyone needs one. In gourmet ranch there is no one making me feel so unsexy I want to just scream, there is no football practice with a coach that calls my mothering into question, and no one whining at me to do something or be somewhere or be someone that I'm not.
Okay that was a bit telling. Whatever, its a blog.
Well as usual when I am blogging from the phone, this is going to short and I need to change the channel because I'm kinda tired of hearing about the racecar driver that died today. Not that I'm not sad a life is lost, but a fair few soldiers lost their lives today, a few cancer patients died today but the news' top story is a guy driving a hundred miles an hour crashed his car and died.
This is what happens when I start sinking... I get mean. I'm going to go now.
Sigh...
