Wednesday, April 2, 2008

You Mean It's Not Me?

Here's a typical bit of small talk with my mother.

ME: I feel like shit today. I don't know what's wrong with me. I want to rip somebody's head off and kick it down the street into traffic.
MOM: (sing songy voice) It's the weather. It'll pass.
ME: But I almost shoved a stapler into someone's mouth!
MOM: It's the weather!

What? The weather? I don't know about that. Really? I mean, yesterday it was cloudy and rainy and I almost killed someone at the office for no reason, and today it's sunny (yet cold) and I feel like I just finished Phase 1 of the South Beach diet.

Hmm, maybe Momma's onto something there.


Vidis said...

Mums know best, but it's not the weather m8! It's the inane reprobates out there who haven't been taught to considerately cohabitate!


Been working on a new song about this... will send it to ya when done ;)

Chris said...

You're a singer? Oh, how I envy you. I hope there will be a dance mix of it for my iPod.