The only way I've been able to get through the day, and the shitstorm of truly fucking awful (and costly! Oh dear Christ yes really, really costly!) circumstances we've found ourselves in, is to become convinced our misfortune is the big cosmic downward spiral of a yin necessary to counter the stoopid untouchable level of yang that will arrive with this child. This kid is going to be such the picture of mental and physical health, see, that we must suffer an indescribable hell in order to counter the scales. For balance. It's all about the balance...
Posted by Antigeist at June 22, 2006 11:38 AMIn my case, the baby put everything in perspective. I thought X was hell, but now I realize it doesn't matter. Like that. I hope things turn out your way, though, cause that's nicer.
Posted by: anne at June 22, 2006 12:58 PMNicer. Nice. Reading that word just now I discoverd it has become nonsense to me. Like saying "apple" aloud until it becomes "lapple" then "lapplap" then "plapplelap" then some other dissection of letters until you honestly can't remember which word is the word for the fruit.
You have to wait until your mom offers you one, says it outloud, "Eat an apple, honey" and then make a mental note. Even though it doesn't sound right, still.
Posted by: antigeist at June 22, 2006 02:27 PMI am fine. Thanks for asking.
Posted by: Mortimer Shy at June 25, 2006 02:44 AM