Well Happy Sunday to you, too…

Goddamn. This was GOING to be a happier entry, but something just pissed me off again.

Seems all I ever DO is get pissed off, these days. I’m thinking really hard that I just need to withdraw from this fucked up world, keep to myself, with family as the only exception. God knows it would be easier that way. I wouldn’t offend someone every time I open my fucking mouth.

I’m supposed to "research" the highways in Houston before saying people driving in water high as their car windows are idiots. I think if the roads were designed to bear the burden of flood water, rather than residential areas, people who live there should KNOW that and be careful. What kind of brains does THAT shit take?

Things have been good, then bad, then good, then bad….can’t seem to get off the see-saw. Bad enough that life is throwing us curves, but my meds are still off, so add in bipolar bullshit with roller coaster events…voila, instant bitch!

Who gives a shit?

Today is my Uncle Roy’s birthday, which got me to thinking about my mother’s aunts and uncles, since all but one of them are gone now. And my father’s…only one left. I don’t really know either of those two very well. The ones I loved so much are dead. That’s too much of a pattern, but I acknowledge that nobody lives forever. At least THEY would be older than dirt, by now, for the most part….born almost a hundred years ago, some of them.

Guess I’m over being mad. Now just a little blue.

Roy is 65 today. How the hell did my aunts and uncles get to be senior citizens?!!!!! It seems like my grandparents were that age just a few years ago, but it was more like 25 years ago. Mama will be 60 in September. I’ll be 38 in May. Laurie will be 55 in September.

Time is flying. I hope I don’t fall off.