Let it be

So, due to the lack of interest and response on social media, I'm back to blogging about my life, including, but not limited to all the bitching I tend to do so that I don't explode and hurt someone.  

Now, I don't expect everyone to care about everything I say.  Hell, I don't expect anyone to honestly give a damn, but sometimes, you need a little interaction.  Someone saying, "Hey, I get it" can be enough.  But nine times out of ten, I can't even get that much out of people.  It's frustrating and honestly it makes you feel like you don't matter.

That said, I know I'll get even less interaction here, but that's okay.  Why?  Because I can honestly express my fears, thoughts, frustrations, whatever, and not have to worry about hurting this person's feelings or offending that person's sensibilities.  Which, in the end, is what I need. 

Okay, happier stuff.

3 Things

1. Cody Rigsby - he always makes me laugh, even when I think my legs are going to fall off

2. Violet - that little shithead kitten of mine can be hell on wheels one minute, sweet as pie the next

3. New sheets - I bought a set of the softest, nicest sheets at Target a couple weeks ago for $24 and I love them.

What I'm Reading

Currently: The Murder List by Hank Phillippi Ryan and Just His Luck by B. J. Daniels.  

What I'm Watching

Full Metal Panic! Invisible Victory

That's it for now.