Ramble On... Sing my Song

Oh work, bane of my existence.... yet the very thing that keeps that existence funded and fed. I am SO glad you're done for this week, for this was my crankiest one as of late. I have just found it quite difficult to crack a smile or not be a critical scowling bystander to everything I have come across. I'm sick of dealing with those who just don't give a hoot, but I'm also jealous that they really do not. How do the inadequacies of others just roll of their backs? How can the complete, utter lack of common sense not make them want to tear their very eyes from the sockets?  

I wrote that upper part last night... and guess what? I still feel the same way.  Now I'm just full of nutter butter french toast and hate. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND, I don't get to do my laundry today.