Okay, so obviously I'm not really emo. I could never pull off the hairstyle and vintage jeans, anyway. And who has time to cut themselves these days? My insurance deductible is through the roof and antibiotics won't earn me much street cred. Yeah, emo isn't for me. I'll just be part of generation "Blah".
|With options like these, it's a wonder I ever leave the house.|
The frustrated employee in me could write a novel about why my job has me pulling my hair out, why I feel like a failure almost every day and how I'm up against challenges I may not be able to beat. And people I may not be able to win over.
|Female Pattern Baldness - A potential side effect of this industry.|
The pissed off Republican in me could go to Federal Prison for the things I'd like to say about our current government. The true crime enthusiast could vomit up a whole slew of words to chat about the travesty that is the Casey Anthony verdict.
And mostly, the newly-turned 31 year old woman in me, who is sitting out on the family farm alone at 1:15 in the morning watching bad 90's movies from Netflix and listening to the frogs croak, just wants to curl up and go to sleep.
|Mel Gibson's been rockin' that hair since I was in diapers.|
I'll be around. And with more uplifting and informative posts in the near future. For now though, I think I am going to curl up and go to sleep. Hope you're all well and haven't completely forgotten me. :)