Saturday, February 26, 2011

Hell hast a name--my house...

Bad, bad, bad language rant.

I give up.  I've been trying to get a few seconds of computer time and every time I'm interrupted.  Seriously??  No wonder all my posts are crap.  I can't even get a word in edgewise without the whole fucking clan descending upon me. 

It's not like we live in a sardine can for Christ's sake.  We have three fucking levels.  And true to form every time they hear me pounding on the keyboard they descend on me like vultures on a carcass.  So, I've decided fuck it.  I'm going to write about them as they all stand behind me.  So here I bang away and the whole lot of them are all futzing behind me. 

Seriously, shut up.  SHUT UP.  Why do yo insist on talking to me right now??  Can't you see my back is turned to you and I've not even turned around once.  And yet you still continue to jabber to my back.  Contrary to popular belief, the eyes in the back of my head do not work.  I swear, what in the hell am I spending all this money for social skills classes??  No one in my house can even read my body language which is clearly saying leave me the fuck alone!

Oh my God.  I don't care about your jogging route, what the weather is doing, and for the love of Christ, NO YOU MAY NOT HOT-SINC YOUR I-TOUCH RIGHT NOW.  (Don't let the fact that I don't know how to spell sinc get int he way of this rant, dam you spell checker.)

Frick, frick, frick. NO, I do not want to watch Martin sing Hello.  Crap.  Boy wonder has found (and downloaded) the video to Hello.  That seals it, I'm in hell and it's only 9:30---AM.



  1. Well crap...Does it help to have someone say-I know exactly how you are feeling? You just want five minutes to yourself-five..and they can't give you even five seconds...Sorry..I hope the day got a little better for you...We have been off for the past week..and so I am holding Monday morning in my site..I am envisioning them getting on the school bus..and it is a good feeling..:)

  2. Totally helps!! I got out of the house for a bit & feel better, at least I didn't kill them when I was followed into the loo just now.
    A week!?! Uggh..sometimes there is nothing prettier than that big yellow school bus..I'll be thinking of you. :)

  3. Thanks for taking a time out from hell to visit me! I have a feeling I'm really gonna enjoy your blog.

  4. Thanks...I've given Satan back his pitchfork for the time being...we'll see what happens--L

  5. I know EXACTLY how you feel. I actually did an experiment and blogged it. ONE of my kids said the word mom 136 times in 3 hours. Seriously. I get it. Hugs.

  6. OMG Bella, I almost snorted my cake I was laughing so hard! I'm totally going to find that post..:)


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