4am Musings

Sometimes I think I hear my cell phone buzzing, even though it probably isn't even in this state. I really hate listening to women complain about how fat they are. Last night I was scrubbed in on a tubal ligation and I almost felt like passing out for a few moments. I've never felt like that during a surgery. (No, I'm not pregnant.) I hate the song "You Were Always On My Mind". I think that if some guy treats a woman like crap, he means it. If he didn't he wouldn't do it. I am very inclined not to believe the singer, and I want to spit in his face when he says "Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died." You killed it, you moron. If he can admit that she was "always" on his mind, then what does that say about her worth to him? He can go around thinking about her but it doesn't have to stop him. He is just a born asshole and she's supposed to roll over and be thankful he actually admits it? Sounds like true love to me. My apologies to anyone who holds tender feelings associated with this song. I am not a man-hater. I just hate being asked to be treated like crap and like it.