...that I was done for the night, but I had another thought. What if people who read this (Again, seriously doubt anyone will) think that I am a whinny little brat? I mean I'm not really. At least in my head I don't sound like one... often.
LOL yes I said that. Every now and then I do actually piss myself off with my occasional bouts of self pity. I think that might be the main reason that I need a blog. When the thoughts run around in the cramp space too long, they start to whine and when they start to whine the voice that narrates for me in my head starts to nag. (You know what? In my head, I'm British WTF? I love the accent but why can't the voice in my head have a quaint southern drawl or a NJ twang..?)
What was I saying? Oh yeah, when the thoughts start to whine my inner voice starts to whine, and nag, and pester and then she pulls out a guilt trip. This is when she begins to sound like a certain ex who once told me he'd buy me a wedding ring if I lost weight. This is when I get a headache and when I get a headache is when start to sound like a whinny baby. Usually I shut the last version of the voice up with vodka or Excedrin. Either works for me.
So if I sound like a whinny baby at times I want to remind you or two things. 1.) You chose to click on my blog. If I annoy you then click off. Trust me I won't mind. I probably won't even notice. And 2.) I gave you fair warning.
Single and blogging signing off...
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