Lord may the people that I love forgive me for my crappy, moody, snappy, intolerant, angry and miserably sick temperament this week. I am utterly exhausted and spent in every single way and I am also still so damn sick, sick, sick! I cannot even recall the last time that I felt this shithouse, because I am pretty sure that I would have wiped it completely from my memory. I mean who would want to remember a time when they felt this dreadful? This lurgy that I have contracted has the staying power of an unwanted houseguest and it is one nasty bitch!
And I tell you that the hits, well they just keep on coming this week! From work to home there hasn't been a lot of rainbows to enjoy lately, just a constant deluge of drama and mishap. However, to be fair, I do have the constitution and coping skills of a three year old at the moment, so I am certainly not at my strongest, my most sound or my most logical at present, so things may not be as bad as I am imagining them to be.
Let's see, I haven't had a good night's sleep in four days, I've been pushed well outside of my comfort zone at work, it feels like I have a brick planted firmly on my chest, I have a constant cough that will not respond to anything that I've thrown at it, I've offended the people that I care about because I am a cantankerous sick bitch, I sound like Bonnie Tyler after a ten day bender and just to add a cherry to this already very festering pie, it's my time of the month as well. Yep, I am not exaggerating or imagining this, things are definitely leaning towards fucking horrible.
You really know how sweet you had it when shit like this happens. Right now I would kill for a decent night's sleep and for the pain in my chest to relent. I would like to speak without feeling like an 80 year old smoker and most of all I would really like an easy day, but alas....we can't always get what we want. So for now, my family has to put up with me being a total psycho, my body has to put up with feeling like it has been run over by a semitrailer and I need to keep looking towards the horizon because I just know that brighter days are coming.
And I tell you that the hits, well they just keep on coming this week! From work to home there hasn't been a lot of rainbows to enjoy lately, just a constant deluge of drama and mishap. However, to be fair, I do have the constitution and coping skills of a three year old at the moment, so I am certainly not at my strongest, my most sound or my most logical at present, so things may not be as bad as I am imagining them to be.
Let's see, I haven't had a good night's sleep in four days, I've been pushed well outside of my comfort zone at work, it feels like I have a brick planted firmly on my chest, I have a constant cough that will not respond to anything that I've thrown at it, I've offended the people that I care about because I am a cantankerous sick bitch, I sound like Bonnie Tyler after a ten day bender and just to add a cherry to this already very festering pie, it's my time of the month as well. Yep, I am not exaggerating or imagining this, things are definitely leaning towards fucking horrible.
You really know how sweet you had it when shit like this happens. Right now I would kill for a decent night's sleep and for the pain in my chest to relent. I would like to speak without feeling like an 80 year old smoker and most of all I would really like an easy day, but alas....we can't always get what we want. So for now, my family has to put up with me being a total psycho, my body has to put up with feeling like it has been run over by a semitrailer and I need to keep looking towards the horizon because I just know that brighter days are coming.
SO I MARRIED AN AXE MURDERER
Release Date: 1993
Rating: M
Running Time: 93 mins
I think that Mike Myers was at his peak in this movie, I really liked his multi-role antics, especially his extremely blunt and mostly drunken father character that just had me rolling on the floor with laughter.
Charlie the poet has had a string of unsuccessful relationships when he meets Harriet. Harriet appears to be the girl of Charlie's dreams. However, Charlie soon begins to suspect that Harriet may actually be a serial killer that is on the run from the law for killing all of her previous husbands.
This is outrageously silly stuff, and although it's not going to be to everyone's taste, I just adored all of the zany antics and late night bad poetry readings. Watch it with an open mind and be in the mood for madness.
FINAL SAY: A piper is down!
3.5 Chilli Peppers
Release Date: 1993
Rating: M
Running Time: 93 mins
I think that Mike Myers was at his peak in this movie, I really liked his multi-role antics, especially his extremely blunt and mostly drunken father character that just had me rolling on the floor with laughter.
Charlie the poet has had a string of unsuccessful relationships when he meets Harriet. Harriet appears to be the girl of Charlie's dreams. However, Charlie soon begins to suspect that Harriet may actually be a serial killer that is on the run from the law for killing all of her previous husbands.
This is outrageously silly stuff, and although it's not going to be to everyone's taste, I just adored all of the zany antics and late night bad poetry readings. Watch it with an open mind and be in the mood for madness.
FINAL SAY: A piper is down!
3.5 Chilli Peppers
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