28 March 2009

Argh

Maybe I should avoid margaritas...because with alcohol as a depressant, all I can due is stress about my current apartment situation (more to come about that later) and rail against my mother for fixing me up with anyone and everyone's nephew, son, or cousin's neighbor's coworker.  How about some standards?  How about not making me feel like I am so worthless on my own that I am better off with anyone's desperate (and completely unattractive) relative?  It makes me feel like this...

4 comments:

jayne said...

oo love heart!

Claire said...

Awww sorry to hear about your Mum!!! She is only doing it because she cares, although it's definitely not the best way to go about it!! Alcohol is also not the best way to go....

Therapeutic Ramblings said...

Heart.....absolute 80's!

I LOVE YOU said...
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