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I’m waving the white flag of surrender.  I am giving up on today.  I can no longer adult or people.  I am defeated today, as well as I’m in pain on my entire right side (thank you shoulder and fucked up lady parts).  I want to sleep until the weekend, and even then I’m not looking forward to the festivities of Saturday.  Because, people.  And noise.  And light.  And life.  I want to commiserate with misery for a couple days.  

In Fort Blankie.  And my personalized Z Whacker.  And booze.  And ear plugs.  And blackest black sunglasses. 

Because right now, life doth sucketh.