That was a really long lunch, wasn't it?
Actually, I spent a good deal of time with my old friend, Baghdad Babe. That's what I'm calling her since she is stationed in Iraq and is just on leave until the 17th. She is also the new Iraqi Bureau Chief for Common Sense News, and she will be giving updates from a soldiers-eye view on the ground when she can. She's also probably going to talk about her dick husband and how big a dick he is, which I'm totally OK with.
But I didn't spend all day with her. I got home around 3 in the afternoon and decided to take a nap. Mexican food and Dos Equis makes me want to sleep, what can I say. I woke up to find all hell had broken loose in the Common Sense House, which apparently isn't an apt moniker. Some of you may remember the drama of December, well, things haven't gotten any more civil.
Frankly, I don't want to go into it right now. I don't think I'm getting any sort of catharsis from writing about it right now. I will say that I feel it is inherantly unfair that all the stress in my life comes from other people. I go to work, I do my blog, I support local business by buying coffee and sandwiches often. Yet, somehow, my life gets turned around very easily because of what other people do. I guess that is the price one pays for having any social interaction.
There is a great injustice there. I'm not a wifebeater. I haven't been arrested for assault. I pay my taxes and support our troops. But I can't even sit in my own house without having to deal with other people's problems and defects. It's... it's silly is what it is.