Friday, June 17, 2005

 

Whipped, whapped, whupped

Done in.

Insane.

Worn out.

Out done.


Torn up.

Upset.

Set down.


Down beat.

Beat down.

Down, down.


Depressed.


Mind numb.

Numb, numb.

Dumb. Dumb.


Eyes burn.

Breath short.

Soul torn.


Angry.

Sad.

Tired.


Whipped.

Whapped.

Whupped.


--ER

Comments:
Awwwwwwwww, whatsa matter, Bunky?
 
Work was overwhelming this week.

Argument with Dr. ER.

Ongoing angsts.

And, it's my time of the month -- to pay bills, which I just did, which puts the never-ending war against the wolf at the door behind me for another few weeks.

I'm gone. Fixin' to head east 180 miles to see some ailing fambly.

Might be a little carryin'-on with an old friend or two this evenin', but if so, at a low level. I'm too poor to pay attention right now.
 
you need to revisit my site, ER, to get your blood boiling again. nothing better for folks like us than to get into an old fashioned donnybrook!
 
I hope your family member is okay.

Try to have a nice weekend. :)
 
Hang in there, Brother. I know the feeling!
 
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