My autocorrect has been on a roll this morning. It seems to be making me speak with an Irish accent. I am wondering if Apple planned it that way to really get us in the mood for St. Patty’s Day.
So today is the day everyone wears green and drinks until they puke. I’m going to stay home, in my orange outfit, and watch TV with Lola instead. We were tired of the holiday by 0700 when I checked Facebook and there were over 100 posts from friends about wearing green.
Oh, and in case you’re curious, I only have 104 friends on Facebook. You double posters are making me cranky!
I was very happy to receive a text message from a friend this morning that perfectly sums up the mood I’m feeling today thanks to another night of restless sleep:
“Fuck this, fuck you, fuck everyone. Just fuck this fucking shit, you motherfucker and for all of you looking at me, FUCK OFF!”
She feels tremendously better after unloading. At least I hope she does. I’m too nervous to call and find out.