'BUGS'....

I am tired. My body, laying tense and limp on my nice, king size bed. I should be sleeping as my matress envelopes around all my curves and angles. I let out a 'grrrrr' as the alarm clock tells me it is only 1:33 a.m. Racing, racing, racing- that is what my mind is doing, and it won't stop. Too many things are bugging me- answering machines; people who don't return phone calls; being woken up to talk on the phone right as i enter rest; people who are two-faced; not being able to go to the bathroom without hearing the little 'tap, taps' of impatient children; not having an opinion; being 'shushed'; clinton soil; unsensitive humans; teeth grinding; loud, squishy chewing; people who do not accept compliments; being tired all of the time; feeling like everything I do is being questioned; Annie and Clint Black from the celbrity apprentice; untactful people; the number the scale displays as I akwardly stand on it; waking up in the moring to dishes, plagued with grime and grease, from last nights dinner; snoring; laundry that NEVER goes away; mean people; 'super models'; beauty pageants; selfishness; not being able to wrap my bed sheets around me at night when i am friggen cold, because my dear sweetheart wants to cuddle instead, and warm me up that way.....; Kobe Bryant; stupid commercials...
MAN!! I think I need an exterminator.


SO, just so ya'll know why this random little piece of rambling- i am in a little writing group, headed by my sister, and this was the first meager 'post' of mine.... anyone who would like to join this invigorating writing group let me know! as you can see, by my little above doodle, you need not have any prior writing experience!