It seems that lately people keep telling me I should be grateful for what I do have. Unfortunately, Pollyanna I'm not. Deep in my brain I KNOW that the glass is not only half empty, its probably completely empty. I don't believe there's a reason for everything and things always turn out for the best. I think evil aliens are messing with our lives just for kicks and the only reason they do it is because it amuses them.
And I am a material girl at heart. I want a warm winter coat, a laptop with all the latest bells and whistles, cable TV with Showtime, on demand movies, HBO, and Animal Planet. I also want a Jaguar. Car that is.
There are days when I work on cultivating a good attitude, but I have a deep mental twist that demands that now and then I just let the old bad ass-I deserve more-and I'm right-and you're stupid attitude take over. I try to stay away from innocent people when I'm having one of those days.
Does anyone else have difficulty always being chirpy or am I even wierder than I thought?