I woke up this morning in a very interesting mood. Wouldn't quite say bad, but wouldn't say good; very much in need of coffee and for the kids to *not* have problems with shoe tying or hair or whatever outfit they chose to wear today- Strike 1, Strike 2, Strike 3. Damnit, I just need to go back to bed.
The kids made it to school, I'm 1/2 way into my cup of coffee, and for some reason, all that's running through my head this morning is my Hit List- not my favorite songs or shows or movies, not the blogs I have to go read each day, but a bonafide Hit List- who or what I would take out if I had the money and the means (and no paper trail, of course).
Yeah, like I said, one of those mornings. So, I will not try to tame the beast that is screaming in my head this morning. I will succumb to it's will, and share with you all my current Hit List (please don't use this against me as evidence in a court of law....)
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