Letting it all out

So this is how I feel this morning. I won't go into particulars, but I have just had all I can take - almost. I suppose I can always take a little bit more, but why get me to that point? Hmmm?

This morning I got up thinking about how I DID NOT want to get up. BUT after a few kisses from my screaming kitty, I started to feel like I could make it through the day. I put my bagel in the toaster, ready for me to pop it down, took a shower, so forth and so on. But then there was a ruckus in the kitchen. Nunchuck, my fat, smelly, but affectionate cat, had pulled by bagel from the toaster and was protecting it from Ninja (the screaming kitty). Now I know that Chuck likes bread, donuts, cake, cookies, the list goes on, but TO TAKE MY BAGEL FROM THE TOASTER - that took some balls (which he no longer has technically). Ugh!

So I had to be in for advising, again, so I rushed to school. The whole time I was yelling at crazy drivers on the highway and listening to talk radio (don't anyone say anything). Whomever was on, talked about how Obama should choose a Republican as his running mate. I just do not know how I feel about this. Chuck Hagel? Don't know much about him. I will have to do some research. Anybody got any ideas about this guy?