Today has been Mostly Sucky with intermittent periods of Meh. I'm tired of being a grownup.

Being a grownup blows. I'm assaulted by pollen, my back hurts in an achey way that won't quite go away but won't get bad enough to justify begging the doctor for opiates, my house is horrifyingly filthy, and I eat too much sugar.

my back hurts in an achey way that won't quite go away but won't get bad enough to justify begging the doctor for opiates, my house is horrifyingly filthy

My neck (where it meets my shoulder on the right side) has been pinched for days. I wake up every morning and try to ease it out so I can move.

And I can keep the house tidy (the benefits of a little OCD!), but clean? Not so much. The dust alone is outrageous. I've given up on the cat hair.

My house was so clean when I was hiring cleaning people. I want them back! *sob* But I can't justify the expense, at least until I pay off these stupid credit cards. So my house is dusty and dirty because I am a lazy slob. I try to keep it clean, really. If for "try" you read "think about it a lot, really hard".

I've given up on the cat hair.

Oh my god, the pet hair. If we would sweep every day, it would be more or less under control (other than the furniture), but, well, we aren't going to sweep every day. So.

I try to keep it clean, really. If for "try" you read "think about it a lot, really hard".

I can think about cleaning all day! I am really, really good at it.

ROOMBA. I'm regretting getting rid of mine.

I need to get out more, you guys.

I feel ya, Allyson.

Is the War on Easter the Second Front to the War on Christmas?

Well, since male marsupials frequently have two-pronged penises...the ones on the sides, I presume.

This is true. The middle one is for birth.

Evolution is a whacky thing.

Alternately, Australia is where the angels dumped all the things God created when He was drunk.

edit: 'Cause, really, those spiders? Nothing any being sober would consider.