Peace and Quiet

Mary is asleep because she has to go into work at 8 tonight. The Father Unit and Aunt Tudi have sacheted off to the grocery store.

I'm alone.

Blissfully, peacefully alone. Which is good, 'cos I'm in a foul-assed mood. Really. I'd just as soon slap anyone as look at them right now. I need solitary confinement for the protection of all around me.

Prescription Drug Adverts

They bother me. I don't enjoy watching Yuppies supposedly "enjoy life" via various activities like throwing a stick for a dog or huggling their snot-nosed brats while a man's voice informs the viewers in as low a tone as possible that taking this drug may "cause your eyes to fall out, your skin to fall off, your bones to burn, and your tongue to wag about uncontrollably. Please don't use this drug if you're alive, breathe air, drink water, or were born within the past 100 years. Uncommon side effects are screaming, hemorrhagic death, ass acne, a slack jaw, and permanent psychosis. Please check with your doctor if you think this drug is for you!"

Give me a fucking break.