Thursday, July 10, 2008

Everything is everything.

Today I got a call back about a job.

Another job. Not a job to replace the full-time job, but a job to supplement the income of the first job.

I don't really want a second job. Not really. But I feel like I need one.

Well, really? I feel like I need someone to give me a bunch of money and say, "Here you go. Sorry about all that" and then I can pay off that bitch Sallie Mae and sleep in on Saturday mornings.

But that's not going to happen.

I'm so unmotivated. Dreary. Blah.

I'm not excited about writing the book I'm under contract to write. I've started making efforts towards research and I'm feeling rather glum about it. I don't know why and I'm pissed at myself for feeling this way. All I've ever wanted it to be a published author. This will make me a published author. I should be rushing to get it completed.

But I'm not.



I feel like I need a vacation from my life.


I HATE feeling like this. I hate being such a whiner. I hate feeling sorry for myself. I hate this.


I tried to get the children to tell me jokes this morning so I wouldn't scream at people on the roadways. Here is what Boy Child told me:

Q: What do you call a pig who can do karate?
A: Pork chop!



Anyone got a better one that that?

22 comments:

Dawn~a~Bon said...

Q: What do you give a snake with allergies?

A: Anti-HISSSSSSSSSSSSS-tamines


hahahahaha

I'm sorry you're having a rough time. **HUGS**

giants fan said...

did you hear about the two peanuts walking through central park late at night?

one was a salted.

hope the glooms go away.

carolyn said...

Q. What did the bug say after it hit the windshield?

A. "I haven't got the guts to do that again."


Q. Why don't cannibals eat clowns?

A. They taste funny.

((((((Chick))))) Feel better.

Betsey Booms said...

Oh my favorite as a kid...

How do you make a kleenex dance?

Put a little boogie in it.

Now rub a little dirt on it and hope it all gets better, hon. Because eventually it will as not encouraging as that reads.

Jennilu said...

Well, here are two of Kaylea's favorites:

Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to the other side!
Why did the gum cross the road?
It was stuck to the chicken!!!!

Why did Piglet stick his head in the toilet?
He was looking for Pooh!!!!!

I hope Kaylea made you smile ;)

Anonymous said...

A couple weeks ago my husband was down in the dumps--for the same reason you're talking about--the crappy economy making life hard. I don't know any great jokes, but I do know some weird little songs, so I sang him a few. All these years we've been together, he did not know I knew weird little songs. He laughed.

I hope the energy appears for all this you've got to do. A flash of inspiration to get the writing rolling, something. --V

Morgan said...

I am at a blank on the joke. ((hugs)) :)

CPA Mom said...

What is the 2nd job?

I sent you an email joke that you will like. Office humor!

That's a good joke Boy Child!

Angie said...

What's the last thing to go through a bug's mind that hits the windshield?

His butt.

Maggie said...

What do you get when you cross a brown chicken with a brown cow?
.... brownchickenbrowncow - Yeah, that one doesn't translate well in writing. You gotta do the punchline just right. Anyway, it sounds like you could use a vacation. Hope things look up soon.

imgladyouasked said...

Why didn't the skeleton cross the road?

He didn't have the guts to do it.

My 9 year old told me that one...lol

B&K said...

This is a long one, but cute.

So a duck walks into a bar, hops up on the bar, and asks the bartender, "Got any grapes?"

The bartender looks at the duck, and says, "No, this is a bar; we don't have grapes. Now go away!"

The duck hops down and walks out of the bar.

Next day, same time, here comes the duck. He hops up on the bar and asks the bartender, "Got any grapes?"

The bartender is irritated with the duck by now, and says, "Look duck, we didn't have grapes yesterday and we don't have grapes today! Now get out of here, and if you come in here one more time and ask for grapes, I'm gonna nail your silly little webbed feet to the floor!"

So the duck hops down from the bar and walks out.

Next day, same time, the bartender can't believe it -- here comes the duck again!

The duck walks in, hops up on the bar, and says to the bartender, "Got any nails?"

Surprised and confused, the bartender, says, "Un, no-o-o-o."

Duck says, "Good! Got any grapes?"

Heh. Yeah I know it's bad. LOL Still makes me laugh every time, though.

Denise said...

How many kids with A.D.H.D does it take to change a light bulb>
Wanna ride bikes?
get it hahahah

Allie Bear said...

When I want to cheer up there are 3 movies that make me laugh my ass off:

1- Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls (the first one is stupid, only the second one will do.)

2- The 40-Year Old Virgin

3- Wedding Crashers

I'm not sure if you find these types of movies funny but they crack me up.

Dianne said...

Q = Why did the cookie go to the doctor?
A = Because he felt crumby.

Feel better soon!

Kimberly said...

Hate these gloomy days...having one myself.

The book though? I think the lack of excitement is because it's not -you-. You aren't distilling the essence of your thoughts, humour, and whatnot into it. Takes some of the joy away, I imagine. A good gig, but it's not the big one in many ways.

Keetha said...

Mushroom walks into a bar.

The bartender says, "Get out! We don't serve your kind here."

The mushroom says, "Why? I'm a fungi(fun guy)?"

Get it?

Sorry. Pretty lame but I'm trying!

Bethany said...

Ebaby's joke of the week:

Why did the banana go to the doctor?

Because he wasn't peeling well.

~Sheryl said...

One of my favorite jokes...

What does a pig put on a pimple?

oinkment.

hehehehe

Smilf said...

We are still stuck on knock knock jokes. The one about the orange and the banana. God help me. LOL
And I hear you about Sallie Mae. Why doesn't she just go away?!

B&K said...

Yeah that Sallie Mae -- she has my ta-tas in a vice too. I went back to school to get my Master's four years ago, and now I've been paying her for two years. I'll be 50 this year, so maybe I'll get her paid back by -- oh -- maybe the time I retire?!? Hell, I'll probably be paying her with my social security checks!! GEESH. LOL

Amy W said...

I so do not know any jokes, how pathetic is that?