A bitch went to bed feeling like the world has gone to shit and I woke up feeling like I did when I went to bed.
Shit, I think I’ve caught a malaise!
Well, fuck a duck.
I don’t have time for a malaise!
Am I feeling uneasy and out of sorts?
Sort of…maybe…but not really.
Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve caught a malaise after all.
Truth is, a bitch’s current state of mind is a wee bit Fannie Lou Hamer with some Howard Beale thrown in for flavor.
Translation – this bitch is sick and tired of being sick and tired with some tired as hell and not gonna take it anymore on the side!
Mmmhmm, this isn’t a malaise…this is unstable bitchitude!
And unstable bitchitude coupled with this extreme heat is dangerous as a motherfucker.
Time to cool it down and soothe my soul a bit.
Toodles until this evening!