God, I am burnt out on life. Burnt to a crisp. I'd like to check out, but I have too many obligations and responsibilities. Its these moments when I hate being female. Doesn't matter what kind of relationship you're in, the female always shoulders the most burdens. Sigh, oh well.
Sometimes I wish things were like that movie Equilibrium. You know, just go through the motions like a robot. Never really worrying or relenting to your own emotional needs. I think I'd like living like this. I go through the motions anyways, all the while throwing a temper tantrum in my head.
I think it'd be nice not to have taste buds. That way you don't eat for pleasure, just sustenance. Why? I have expensive tastes....no not like caviar or filet mignon. I like regular fresh real food, no preservatives, little frying involved. I get really tired of choking down food I hate. Disgusting canned foods, chemical tasting frozen foods, artificial flavorings, uber greasy fried bacon potato ranch jalapeno bombs(thank you Patton Oswald)....I hate them all. Real good food is expensive, time consuming to prepare and most people don't seem to care for them.
Ok, I'm done whining. Its 4pm. I'm dread counting the minutes until I go home to a dog that shits/pisses in the floor, whining/screaming children, again more bodily fluids, a dirty house that makes my heart feel like there's a vice on it, a husband that's going to play a computer game for at least 3 hours while I do my obligations, then it'll be bedtime eventually to wake up and do it all over again. Obligate.
