I’ve started writing this blog post about fifty-eleven times. I am so agitated that I abruptly close Word, dammit! YES I want to write, NO I do NOT! I have a craving for the creative – but none of my available outlets are satisfying to me. Dammit! I bought a tie-dye kit, but the t-shirts I ordered from Amazon won’t be here until next week. Dammit! I want to do it NOW! I’m thinking about going to Target and buying some men’s v-neck tees so that I can do some now. I like those v-necks. But what size am I now? Dammit! I don’t know. Better go XL. But if they’re too big? My boobs won’t look good. Dammit! Do ya see a little glimmer of the agitation I’m feeling? Oh yeah and I have therapy today. Dammit! I don’t want to go to therapy. I don’t want to talk about feeling agitated, scared, and out of sorts. I don’t want to BE these things, Dammit! Maybe I just need to get out and get some exercise. Which is yet another thing I don’t want to do. Dammit! I wish I could just go back to bed, dammit. Is there a pill for the Dammits?
I’m stomping the floor and yelling DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! for you. I thought you might want a little help.
Dammit, I really appreciate that!!
I’m with ya, BPOF! Dammit!
Thank you for your damn support!
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😀 Oh DAMMIT! I sure have beentheredonethat! lol! (sigh) Empathizing (dammit)
You have the damnits…I have the F**k its all the damn time!! Two peas in a pod!
Fuckin’ A! Dammit that is great! Or…not.
I understand your restlessness. I am at work sitting at my computer and all I can do is pace and feel restless ! And not get anything done! And question my decision to work !
Okay, I can’t help it – you know how I like to YouTube-it here….
you know I love you too, so it’s all in good fun & not meant to be mean!
I need a daily Dammit pill, that’s about all I know for sure tonight.
I just realized the cute, fresh young “Brad” in that clip (played by veteran actor Barry Bostwick) is the wrinkled, aged, overweight rapist in SCANDAL – holy sh*t!
DamnItall (https://www.google.com/search?q=practical+joke+pills+damn+it+all&rlz=1C1AVNE_enUS672US675&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwj4k5D8_rTLAhVMJCYKHWVJCiYQ_AUICCgC&biw=2133&bih=1076&dpr=0.9#tbm=isch&q=practical+joke+pills+damnitall&imgrc=4YvybvHNgdti8M%3A)
I don’t think there’s a pill, no. But it would make a great slogan on your tie-dyed t-shirts which will make you boobs look GREAT when you go to therapy
You understand my brain, dammit. Wonderful read. Dammit!
Awesome, dammit!!
Totally understand your agitation. I often feel it, too. Dammit! (p.s. Love the number fifty-eleven).
I like it when the time is one-oney-one-one (11:11) 😛
Haha!