Ugh...

If you've ever thought that sitting around all day being waited on sounded nice, then you've never had to do it. Anybody who has can tell you that it sucks. Sure, it sounds nice, and it may be if you have servants whose job is to pander to your every whim. I can't imagine Jeeves ever saying, "I'll get your pipe and slippers when I damn well feel like it. And why do you need to eat anyway, you've been sitting around all day?" Family can say those things. Apparently money buys more grace than love does.

I kid, of course. I am well cared for. But if you'd like to lend me your butler, I would very much appreciate it.

As I lie around trying not to think about how much my unreachable ankle itches, I find myself thinking. Since I am already irritable, my thinking is for the most part unpleasant. I have, in the past three weeks or so, considered everything anyone has ever done that I didn't like. If you've ever done anything that ticked me off, I've thought about it. I may be thinking about it right now. It may have happened long ago, and I may have forgiven you, but right now, I hate you for it.

So, since misery loves company, lets all list our biggest pet peeves. Mine is people reading my blog without commenting. If you've ever done this, I'm angry with you. But you can make up for it by getting me a glass of water. And a sandwich. And on your way, turn the fan up to medium. And toss me that blanket. Do we have any chips?