Whine, whine, whine, grumble, grumble, grumble.
I'm very tired, very cranky and mildly sore.
But we have our trip to Mexico taken care of and that counts for something. Or it should. If I weren't so friggin' tired.
Nothing like trying to take a nap with people playing video games in the room with you. Except adding in a dog that is compelled to bark when our neighbors come home, each and every goddamned time.
But at least I can laugh when I remember the South African version of whine, whinge (like hinge with a "wh" as in what in front). I can remember my flatmate telling me to stop "whinging" one day and I nearly fell over laughing at her.
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