I’m feeling quite blah today. I don’t know what to buy anyone for Christmas and I don’t really have all that many to shop for and I guess I just don’t really care. How did the most-looked-forward-to holiday become dreary and awful for me? I will get to see my sister and that will be a good thing, I hope.

I don’t hate living with Miss Kitty, but I am getting a little frustrated. She left me a voice mail message that she had to eat dinner with some of her husband’s cousins who are in the area to hunt and would not be home for dinner and would I please break it to her grandmother who had been waiting for her all freaking day? I will not be the grandma babysitter. Her grandma keeps whining about wanting to go home to the house that she has packed with decades worth of crap out in the middle of nowhere and my head screams “YES, GO!” She hasn’t been sleeping well and Miss Kitty offered her a sleeping pill. She said that she would not take any drugs that she didn’t have to. I told her that if I made it to her age, I would go ahead and take whatever drugs I was offered, even street drugs. Why not?

I want my own house. I would have my pumpkin pie kitchen and a cozy library decorated in brick red and moss green. I would paint a guest bedroom to look like Wedgewood China with a translucent blue glaze on the walls and plaster details. I would decorate my own room in tone on tone on tone of celadons and sages. I wonder if I could get different degrees of glossiness that would make it look like tree leaves blowing in the breeze.

Oh, gods of Powerball, please let me win! I would do a lot more good stuff with it than most of the rich people I know. I wouldn’t blindly give my money to charity where mostly the lazy ass losers benefit. I would look for noble causes and noble people to give my money to. I would help young people get off drugs and help elderly people to get on them. I would lobby lawmakers to make laws against people having more children than they can reasonably support and to ban reality television. I think I would also try to make it illegal to drive around alone in some ridiculously gigantic vehicle. Oh the power I would attempt to wield!

So, Lotus emailed me an ad for a drug rep in her area. I sent my stuff off today for it. It’s for a smaller drug company that makes drugs for high blood pressure, erectile dysfunction, constipation and anal problems. I don’t know that I am mature enough to talk about those problems without giggling. Miss Kitty got the name and number of another rep for me and I called her last night. She didn’t seem very happy about talking to me and put me off for another week. I think I will just buy a freaking book on breaking into the pharmaceutical sales business and maybe call the first guy again if I should actually get an interview with anyone. I’m not good at this. I have never had to work all that hard at getting a job. Most of the jobs I have had were pretty much handed to me on a platter. I want a job as a drug rep in Albuquerque on a platter (doesn’t have to be a very nice platter).

Well, I guess I am done with this for today.

Love to all.