Short Attention Span Blogging

I'm not empty but picking just ONE thing to write about would prove impossible right now.

• My dad's faithful dog/best friend died on Sunday. It was heartbreaking. He was a good dog and for 10 years, he and my dad were inseparable. I hope dogs do, in fact, go to heaven.
• I had a bit of a meltdown last night after realizing how overwhelmed I am by the responsibilities my family puts on me. I think I've stopped living my life in order to help them with theirs. Man, a therapist is going to have a fucking field day with me.
• American Idol was great last night. I was worried when I heard Barry Manilow and the 50's in the same sentence but most everyone pulled it out. Chris freaking blew me away. I've never been a fan of Johnny Cash's music but Chris gave I Walk the Line a new meaning for me.
• After admitting that I am not a fan of Johnny Cash; screaming, followed by comments impugning my character and intelligence, was heaped upon me. Assholes!
• I am sleep deprived. I might just either explode or fade away at any moment.
• I had a moment of severe hysterical realization recently. A 17yr old coworker asked me who Kurt Cobain was. I was incredulous at first. "How can you not know who Kurt Cobain is???" But later, I thought, "She was only 5 when he died." Which lead to, "She was born in 1989." Which lead to, "I was a junior in highschool when she was born." Which lead to the inevitable, "Mother of God. When did I get this old?"
• I'm usually in deep denial about my age. My brain sometimes thinks I'm still 18. I really don't have many adult responsibilities so I can fool myself into thinking I'm still young. Then, I see my best friend since childhood who has houses and cars and children and husbands and stepchildren and bills, bills, bills and I think, "If SHE is an adult what does that make me.....? Shit.
• I think I'm addicted to Red Bull. See the sleep deprivation bullet.
• I'm listening right now to a woman telling another woman (very loudly) about how CPS was called to her house and how she was accused of being a drug addict and lost custody of her kids. This is a classy joint, I tell ya. I guess I should be thankful we don't have hobos taking baths in our restrooms like some of the other places.
• People who call U.P.S., Ups, get on my nerves. He's the U.P.S. man not the upsman. Idiot.