But I don't think I am. Everything that is going to be said about it will already have been said on blogs that people actually read. So I'll just post and say how despicable it is. How I'm disgusted and how this might be just what's wrong with our society, this attitude that places blame on women who have already been wronged.
Now onto more boring things. Like rain, and homemade chicken noodle soup made by my honey last night because my tension headache/migraine was so bad. I couldn't get off the couch. And red raincoats that make you feel pretty in an Audrey Hepburn sort-of way, and caramel coffee creamer that make my morning mug of sludge worthwhile. And work, the eternal trudge of work that I don't care about in a workplace where I can't relate to anyone because they're all at least a generation older than me, if not many more. At least I have a job, that's what I keep telling myself. At least I have a job, and maybe it isn't exactly what I want, but saying you worked as a technical writer/editor at one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the country is going to look pretty badass on the resume anywhere (hopefully).
Today, I woke up so tired I ran into walls and spoke in grunts until about 30 minutes after I dressed. Then my cat peed on my purse and my bf's rain jacket. Just because. I can't figure out why. But it's certainly not the best way to start a rainy Monday I guess you could say I've got a Case of the Mondays. Here's hoping the coffee, the raincoat, and maybe some cuddles later while watching TV (we're pushing through the glorious, wonderful Chuck season 2) will help cure it. Have a nice day!
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