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Hello, Grumpness, my old friend

I am a monster; I really am.

Deep down inside of me a little monster growls when he doesn't get caffeine pronto, or the degrees outside feels over 90 (in the middle of October!), for instance. Or somebody forgot to take out the garbage (it's never my fault).

My monster needs a lot of attending to, and if he doesn't get the proper maintenance at the proper time, he drags himself to his feet and roars his rebellion.

(All monsters take masculine pronouns, you know.)

He's a silly monster really. He needs to be tamed, and it takes more than weak little me to tame him.

UPDATE: The monster also doesn't like it when certain computer apparati don't work. Whoop! Better go! The monster wants a drink of water.

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Salve Stomachose, me amice antique!
Do I know this monster????????????? I guess you come by it honestly, as well as other things. Maybe we could call "him" SAM... the Saturday Morning Mother LLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOLLLLLLLL
Well, You have to have a vowel in their somewhere!

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Yea! Let's just blame it on SAM!

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It's especially easy to have that monster come around when you're married and have to share a living space with another person (especially if that other person is being grumpy too... then, everybody look out!). But rest assured, we all have that in us, even those of us who seem mostly nice and even-tempered. We all have to get annoyed occasionally so that we don't implode.

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YOU!? You have a monster, too, Erica!!!?? :-O

Ha. Now I'm in the mood to watch Monsters, Inc.

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I want you all to know that J-net IS the little girl in Monsters, Inc. Says her mom.

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and this is why we don't let mothers comment on blogs. ;-)

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Kitty!!