It was a pretty good week. I can't complain. 

  There's too much stupidity in the world right now, and I've had more than my fair share daily. Why must some men think they need to explain to women shit we already know? Do not explain women's issues, and don't even try to act like the big hero when you do. My eye muscles may never recover. 

 

 

 

 

 

  I have had more tea in a week than I ever have in 7 days. The tea helps. 

  I am sick, and I am tired, and I am achy, and I am annoyed about it. 

 

 

I can't stand it when someone wants to rehash something 1000 times. Either accept what I said or have an issue with it and deal with it. I meant it. I own it. I have no regrets. Rarely do I regret crossing swords with someone when I am cool-headed and deliberate. When I lash out, I sometimes wish I had worded something differently. This person wants to talk more. I don't. And I won't.   

 

 

 

 

  My homegirl is in town, and Oy have we behaved like 19-year-olds.