So, this weekend there was all sorts of testosterone-induced...(think "nice" words, Tameka) happenings at home. This sort of thing makes sensitive me angry and frustrated as hell. I think the only thing worse than testosterone-induced bullsh...er, uh I mean happenings are repeats of the same kind of stup...er happenings that were previously swept under the rug!
I'm a big fan of resolution, and an even bigger fan of first time/contact resolution. This is probably most apparent in my dire need for clear and concise communication. This does not happen with some...well, most of the people I come in contact with regularly. This is no fun.
See, the thing with sweeping stuff under the rug is that the rug in this spherical thing called life is at once under and above you; it's omnipresent and the stuff will swallow you if you don't get to it and through it first. Meh, so I just thought I'd share that with you all since no one else will listen!
What's under your rug this fine Tuesday? Looks on sternly. Go on, get to it!