i swear to you, it is not.
although lately, after looking back at my previous posts, it seems like that.
i mean, fuck…
…my car’s dead
…my windows/skylight’s dead
…my childhood dog’s dead
…and i’m *gasp* without a ‘man’
it has all of the great makings of a sad, sappy ‘woe was me’ country song. in fact, i even thought about re-writing a popular country song with the happenings of the past 30 days.
but. But. BUT.
i am not country music.
other than the old school greats (johnny, i mean you), i don’t even like country music. not even a little bit.
i am rock-n-roll. i am fucking classic rock-n-roll dammit.
i am shreddin on the guitar, thumpin bass, hammering drums, and wailing lyrics. i’m talkin about lovin and leavin and doin awesome shit every single day.
i guess what i am trying to say is that despite all of the shitty, shitty things ‘010 has pulled this past month, i will not give up my fight to rock the party. so don’t you worry, faithful readers. don’t you worry your pretty little head one gosh darn bit. meredith came to play. loud, uproariously fantastically loud music. all day, every day. i plan to crank it up sooooooo loud that the old people in my condo complex will complain every 5 fucking minutes.
you know why?
…i have some of the BEST friends in the whole effing universe (and then some…i have the BEST friends in ALL of the universes)
…i heart my family to pieces
…i love my job and the people i work with
…i have a hobby that i am passionate about, and, glory be!, don’t suck at
…my car will be fixed
…my windows/skylight will be fixed (and at the HOA’s expense, mwahaha, suck it HOA)
…and i don’t need a ‘man’ to complete me
see? that’s like 7 to 4. 7 amazing things to 4 semi-shitty things (ok, so charlie passing does really make me über sad. but he was an old man and had a great life. so i choose to celebrate instead of cry. most of the time. i have cried off and on. hey, i’m only human).
don’t give up on me kids, great things are in the mix. i can feel it.