Wake up with hives. That's the best way to start the day feeling like you're: a) Cursed and b)Unlovable. My arm, my RIGHT BUTT CHEEK, my shoulder, my lower thighs and the right side of my abs (by which I mean 'belly') are covered in nasty, red, flat bumps that itch like nobody's business.
WTF???
This is why the OT authors wrote about Job, clearly. Cuz some Jew was gonna wake up 2000 years later and think, 'Ok, God has abandoned me and the result is uncomfortable deformity, so I should probably just end it now.' Job had it worse than I did, apparently, so I'm meant to reflect on how I don't have it so bad. But this blows.
Also: Got sunscreen in my eye yesterday on the way down to Disneyland. Yup. And you hear all the time how sucky that is, but I'm here to tell you this: It will Ruin your trip to Disneyland. I hardly ate any crap - that's how irritated I was.
What the hell is the point of blogging if I don't get my complainin' on?
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