Thursday, August 30, 2012

Too Many Complaints



A reader informed me that I whined a lot on the blog.  Really?  I didn't title Tuesday's entry "Petty" for shits and giggles.  I know.  But I am tired unto death and have been punished unmercifully.  I have not slept more than twelve hours in the last three days and have had about three glasses of water.  I continue to dehydrate as I write this to you now.  And still, I have long days ahead of me.

I look like shit.  Tonight, I had my gym bag in the car, but I couldn't stop.  I drove on by.  I'm hurting and just want to take pills and go to sleep.  But much is on my mind and much else works deeper and more profoundly on me as well.  I've aged five years this week alone.  I know I should drink water but I've become hydrophobic.  I could sit for days in my underwear and neither shower nor drink a drop of water.  There must be some physiological explanation, but I don't know it.  I only know it that the instinct is wrong.

I ate sushi tonight just after the restaurant opened like a blue-hair wanting a special.  Now bedtime is interminably far away, and I've already had too many whiskeys.  To kill the worms, of course.

I have emails to write, and I must get to them before I am too drunk to make sense.  Or worse.  And so I'll close.  May eternal happiness be yours.


4 comments:

  1. What???
    Somebody criticized your favorite hobby?
    The guts of some people!
    :-P
    I was hydrophobic for years, if you wish I'll tell you the cause.
    Oh, or maybe you already know...!
    Beautiful photo!
    See you, Dry Cookie!
    XXX

    Oh, if you don't see any comments of me anymore it's because the word verification becomes too hard for this idiot...
    I don't dare to tell how many attempts I need lately...

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  2. Okay, I can't take it anymore, I must say this, I'm sorry, but you brought it up:
    The exact words of your reader were:

    "Have you ever calculated how much time of your life you spend complaining?
    I hope you won't suddenly feel the urge when you meet your end..."

    That's a bit a difference from just informing you that you are whining so much on your blog.
    At least, I meant it differently anyway. Let me try to spell it out for you in my crappy English:
    I meant to say that time is really precious, as you should know, and that I hope you won't regret that you didn't spend that time doing other things when 'your time will end' .
    The whining is often nice reading, funny even, when I manage to put my compassion on the side. So, no complaints there.
    All this only because I worry about you so much, because I think you are such a cute little raisin!
    So, I sure hope all the complaining at least has a therapeutic effect, besides entertaining your readers. :-P

    Love you!
    Signed,
    Your most annoying reader.

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  3. What makes you think I was speaking of you? Besides, I told you I lie.

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  4. If more than one person told you a thing like this in one day...
    Yes, sure, you are a big liar, I believe that!
    :-P

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