My Saints lost by one freaking point tonight. One. Freaking. Point. Really guys? C'mon. You couldna dug up a safety or a field goal or throwing a cheerleader over the goal line or something? *sighs* At least my Longhorns won a tough one...that ought silence the critics...for about three days.
And, lest you think from the second to last post that I'm a whiny weener over no one liking me...it's not just the SCA thing, it's a whole host of shit. and I have to keep telling myself: someone would be stuck with my piles of crap at work and home...and that just wouldn't be a nice thing to do to anyone. but really, sometimes I wonder what the point of life really is...just to keep plodding on, raising kids who will just plod on toward a more diseased planet and society...bleah. But, here's a list of favorites, so you don't think I'm a complete negative nellie noo.
Things I love...in no particular order:
1. Waking up surrounded by my kitties. Reaching out to find soft fur first thing is the best.
2. Hugs from my big, gangly teenaged boy. *melts*
3. Rain on a sunday afternoon.
4. My studio (even though it's still overcrowded with CRAP atm)
5. Sonic's Chicago Dog.
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