Impossible
I got up at the crack of dawn in order to get some proofreading done. Who should get up with me but Aunt Tudi, who wants to chit-chat about what-the-fuck-ever. Guess who can't get any proofreading done?
It's days like this I wish I lived alone. There's so much I could get done if I weren't being a door person to 500 animals or being a sounding board to inane chatter about nothing that interests me in the least. I think this is where my Inner Sociopath comes in, 'cos I can see Aunt Tudi shying away from me just from my looking at her when she starts to talk. To me, it's nothing but a blank stare but, to her, I guess it's a predatory gaze. I must admit, I'm having predatory thoughts. I want to be left alone. I want to get what I need to do done, and she's standing in my way. Her and all these animals.
It's on days like this I want my insomnia back. At least then I'm able to get what I need to do done without being bothered with ridiculous prattle or the menagerie wanting crap every other minute.
It's days like this I wish I lived alone. There's so much I could get done if I weren't being a door person to 500 animals or being a sounding board to inane chatter about nothing that interests me in the least. I think this is where my Inner Sociopath comes in, 'cos I can see Aunt Tudi shying away from me just from my looking at her when she starts to talk. To me, it's nothing but a blank stare but, to her, I guess it's a predatory gaze. I must admit, I'm having predatory thoughts. I want to be left alone. I want to get what I need to do done, and she's standing in my way. Her and all these animals.
It's on days like this I want my insomnia back. At least then I'm able to get what I need to do done without being bothered with ridiculous prattle or the menagerie wanting crap every other minute.