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Bitchy McComplainsalot Nashville

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By theogeo | by theogeo

Football, You Middle-Class Folks to Whom No Specific Class, Sex or Race Can Be Assigned A tab devoted to (insanely inferior) American football, obviously The Self-Loathing Southerner A section in which every Southern comfort is given its slow and painful comeuppance because we hate everything about being Southern, except the righteous indignation that comes from being forever an underdog Grass to Mouth A section devoted to locally sourced foodstuffs Pith in the Whinge A blog…

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Bitchy McComplainsalot health

The lost July

By theogeo | by theogeo

I’ve not been well since July 2. I don’t know what specifically is ailing me but it’s a little like the mystery bug that got me in 2009 that no one ever could diagnose. (Sans hives. So far.) I’m on a second round of antibiotics and I’m still prone to coughing fits. And headaches. It took Holden down too, and his teacher and some classmates. Whatever it is is no joke and has been hanging…

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Bitchy McComplainsalot parenthood

This year, I did Mother’s Day wrong

By theogeo | by theogeo

I was settling in for a long-overdue nap when I got a text from a second team member calling out. I was unable to coax anyone into coming in for an OT shift so I got in the shower and went into the office myself. Then I got some news about the house in Memphis needing a major repair, for which I do not have the funds, so I contacted my mom to ask to…

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Bitchy McComplainsalot holden parenthood

Two weeks: The complaints!

By theogeo | by theogeo

There is this little mercurial creature hanging around my house and we don’t speak each other’s language but we’re learning. My emotions twist and turn with every involuntary grimace on his face. I am his huckleberry. The hardwiring is intense. I get caught up in the brutal cycle of wondering if I’m doing an OK job and asking myself, “Is my baby happy?” The latter is a crazy question. What does that even mean —…

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Bitchy McComplainsalot webshits

Another thing that is making me grumpy

By theogeo | by theogeo

Google Reader is basically worthless now. They’ve removed all the share functions and the “add to reader” bookmarlet doesn’t work anymore, so my prime method of bookmarking and sharing interesting stuff on the web has evaporated. I can still read through the feeds I’m subscribed to, yes, but now all those neat, weird little tidbits that would cross my radar thanks to the smart, funny people I pal around with on Reader will no longer…

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Bitchy McComplainsalot Memphis people suck

The neighbor’s dogs are ruining our lives

By theogeo | by theogeo

QUICK VENT! This is what they do at 6:30 or 7 a.m. every morning … for hours and hours: neighbor dogs who won’t let us sleep from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. And then again a few hours later. Or whenever they’re bored. Which is a lot since they are just hanging out in the courtyard, which is mere feet from our bedroom window, all day and night, seemingly every day and night for the past…

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Bitchy McComplainsalot creativity

That was dumb

By theogeo | by theogeo

I just drove all the way downtown to a stretch I have been wanting to photograph for two weeks, only to drive right past it, scowl at how the setting sun was backlighting it, and then come back home, grumbling about how I sure hope my child is talented because I am a hack who will never make art again, blah blah blaaaah. And now I’m in my underwear eating cereal and confessing this to…

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Bitchy McComplainsalot Memphis people suck

Rude awakening

By theogeo | by theogeo

Working nights sucks on its own, but then you have to contend with the fact that society gives no shit that 8 a.m. is your 4 a.m. rude awakening from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. Yes, I am 80 and don’t know the difference between rap and hip-hop. Shut up.

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Bitchy McComplainsalot

No, really. About these headaches.

By theogeo | by theogeo

Maybe I should just call it “the headache.” Because it never actually goes away. I go to bed with it, I wake up with it. Sometimes it goes away for a little while but it always comes back. For the longest time I didn’t even allow myself Tylenol but I’ve relented some this past week because I cannot function with a constant throbbing ache inside my skull. You say something to me, I might smile.…

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Bitchy McComplainsalot Memphis

Oh yeah, this happened

By theogeo | by theogeo

When I unlocked my car to go to work last week, this is what I saw. I wondered if Ray had gotten into the car in desperate, paper-thrashing need of finding, uh, a stick of gum or something, so I went back inside and asked him if he’d been rifling through my car. And of course the answer was no, so I asked him to come look at the inside of my car, which was…

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