Whine and cheese

Oh man, I am so whiny today.

And not like “feeling sorry for myself” whiny. It’s a different kind.

It’s more of a “hug me” whiny.

I have the smallest cold I could have and still notice it. But it’s plenty to get me whining. I tend to get an achy back when I get a cold, and now my little back is all achy.

I have to move this week, plus do a bunch of other things at the same time. I think I should have my achy back patted for that.

My mommy’s sick and can’t give me the sympathy for my mildly achy back.

I have to answer phones from foreign people at work. I should be patted for that too.

I’m tired of watching what I eat, I want 5 cheeseburgers and a plate of nachos. Back pat.

My kitty died last November. Back pat.

I was made fun of in jr. high. Patting of the back.

I don’t have a video game to play right now. Pat.

The good thing is, I do have someone to pat my back, if he’s interested in patting it this evening.