Grrrrrrrrr
Published 1 year, 6 months ago in My life.It’s been that kind of day… that kind of week. I’m beginning to think it’s that kind of place.
I’ve tried the Shadow’s “cheerio'’ but it just doesn’t suit my world-view. From now on it’s Grrrr from me.
Grrrrr
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As I said to shadow, thought it was the moon, changed tack, thinking maybe the lack of rain, whatever, there certainly seems to more than the usual number of people saying Grrrrrrr… at the moment.
I’ve decided you can’t beat the insanity out there so I’ve dyed my hair flame red & intend to act as bizarre as the rest of them.
From what the shadow understands, once you hit- say 50, you are allowed to act daft, because it is attributed to old age,and perhaps early onset dementia- with much respect.
I am sorry fossil, if my bleed has sparked a touch of the !@#$$%^&&*. I truly was having a day that desperately needed a distraction. Thankfuly, that distraction did assist, and that which was, now isnt- to the degree that it was.
Oh my god, did i really write that, and i believe it makes sense.
Okay, when things are getting me down, i remember my favourite things. A VX800 shaft drive V twin water cooled touring bike. My little 12 foot pop top caravan,- both essential for escapism, and the odd escape.
Kittens with whiskas (just for me, not my human dad) and of course, when the weather is appropriate, a good serving of baileys irish cream, with, perhaps, a drop of quantro.
cheerio
theshadow- perhaps his dad to
Isnt it nice, even though we dont know each other on the nook (in most cases) that you can vent your spleen, have a bitch, drop your bundle, spit the dummy, have a tanty, sound off, or perhaps, have someone listen to you.
thanks all
cheerieo - (with the emphasis on cheer)
Theshadow’s right! Nook’s the best place to vent your spleen. What is a spleen? It always gets punctured in car accidents… hmmm… *looks up spleen*
Anyway! Back on topic… aww… don’t be sad, Fossil… the world’s a nice place mostly filled with nice people, and the occasional exceptions keep things interesting. Try selling chocolates door-to-door… even the people who don’t want them are friendly about it.
I know… write an angsy poem filled with dark imagery and nonspecific threats! That will get all the Grrrs out, and you’ll be back to Cheerio in no time.
Viv,
you’re on to something. Can’t beat ‘em, don’t join ‘em, just freak out in your own way.
Shadow,
my moods - and there are many - were not influenced by your “bleed'’, though i’m glad your angst has diminished. Nook’s OK for venting but I prefer actual shouting - back yards are good for this, as are understanding, even-tempered and long-suffering spouses.
Lady,
thanks for the kind words - you’re a sweet kid, no doubt about it - but I’m not sad, I’m CROSS. There are enough non-specific (and specific) threats in my world without adding my own and the world does not need any poetry from me.
Grrrr
Hey fossil, do you ever often split your infinitives…
cheerio
theshadow
Sometimes you have to turn around, put your head up and take a deep breath and just say ‘Fudge it’ or words to that effect.
Only when quoting Star Trek Shadow. I more often split hairs.
Grrr
Fossil, what about split ends, or perhaps enz (finn bros are brilliant)
cheerio
theshadow
Alas Shadow my friend, the once lush mop has disappeared and the ends are far too close to the beginnings to split. The enz I approve of entirely.
hmmmm.
I hope I’ve improved your day though fossil, with my public apology on my blog to your good self….I suppose it is all about perceptions but no offence was intended…Like you I too am a political animal, but I just see life’s choices as a political path….My main road just happens to run through Glen Eira Council, and local politics is just as deviant as the big stuff in its own way……But is it only one path of many, I follow.
One comment I really appreciated you’ve made on your turf is that you vote because you want to….so many people see it as a chore, when people throughout the ages have died for just such a gift….the right to choose their leader..to vote!.
Unlike you fossil, I don’t really have a genuine sense of humor about life - I tend to think deep and heavy thoughts….and perhaps I was more light hearted once, when I had a two year old instead of a forty two year old….
I’ll try not to offend in future……
That’s sweet Mary. I was quite cross and a little snide. I apologise if I offended you in return. You really should work on that sense of humour though. Local politics can, I agree, be just as dirty as the big stuff, but it can also be hilarious.
Glen Eira Council was hilarious when Peter Goudge was there to stir and provoke. I’m now aware he’s back from Vietnam and stirring Council once again with threats of standing again as a Councillor….I can’t wait to see their reaction because he really was the best speaker in the chamber….if you weren’t on the receiving end of his tongue…..
A sharp wit and a fair pinch of animosity always makes the chamber fun.