I actually don’t have a rant. So here’s my none “Ranty” rant. Hopefully this gets included into Scum and I become famous! 😈
Anyways. Ever had a week when everything has gone so damned perfectly… you actually have nothing to bitch about? It comes down to causing your own comfort-zone and sitting in it. It’s really really boring because with the new boyfriend, the great car and new home… I have nothing to bitch about… ( Did I say new car? I’d love to know where I left it. It didn’t follow me home! )
Anyways, I have not a single piece of bad news to rant about. Oh, I have events I could ramble on about, my perception of them but it’s not a bad thing! I haven’t been crossed, I haven’t had some measley dog piss on my leg, or even the cat scratch the furniture! Arrggh!
Have money, will go. Have friends, will drink. Have hangover, will eat.
I haven’t even put on weight, if anything I bloody lost it. And we all know you can’t bitch about losing weight, just doesn’t work “Oh… I lost 20 kilos, god damn it… Now what will I do for winter? I’m going to be so cold, but good looking!”… See it just doesn’t work! This whole healthy thing is starting to annoy me. Simply because the metabolism decided to shut down before wintering, and in doing so, has caused me to drop about 15 kilos in roughly two months. Yes, that’s 7.5 kilos in four weeks each. This whole metabolic shut down usually occurs every…. three winters. So I’m screwed.
I hate not having a rant, no steam to release, no stress to relieve and grow from. Just a stagnate pool of confusion and mistrust… Because I can’t get angry and blow my lid and do all the ncie cool things I want to. *pouts*
There’s one very short rant. ( Damn the non-rantingness of non-ranties!)
Enjoy!
