You would think that I would be in a good mood today. I’m getting a new chair, it’s almost the start of American Idol, it’s been unseasonably warm around Austin the past few days. You would think that I would be happy and singing and carefree, but I’m not. And, I don’t know why I’m not. I’m just not.
It’s not like I set out to be mean. It’s not like I wake up and say, “that’s it! Today I’m going to be resident grouch. Bah Humbug!” Nope, doesn’t work that way. I’ve even had some coffee, in a feeble attempt at perking myself up. Didn’t work. Nope, not me. “Stand back! She’s grouchy today.”
On the plus side, there’s always hope for tomorrow and, well, here’s a gargoyle you can look at which will remind you of me while I’m away. That is, if you can stand to look at anything at all today.
Until next, ah screw it, I’m grouchy…