"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing. " -Helen Keller

Sunday, March 13, 2005

Therapy for the Infertile (or anyone pissed at the universe)...

I have discovered the perfect therapy for working out your frustration and anger about infertility (or whatever else has pissed you off)...and it doesn't even have to be expensive. All you have to do is find someone who needs a fence put in and offer to pound in the fence posts. In case you haven't guessed by now, I'm putting in a fence around our yard and I've been amazed at the therapeutic nature of it. You get a good rhythm going while pounding in a pole and all of a sudden the noise becomes the percussion section thats backing your rant.

WHACK Screw the world WHACK Why can't I have a pregnancy work WHACK It isn't fucking fair WHACK I want to be pregnant WHACK

or

WHACK Our neighbors are such assholes WHACK I wish it was that asshats head I was pounding WHACK WHACK WHACK

So, do you think I could market this idea?

3 comments:

Suz said...

I took my stress out on a stubborn root and ended up bending the pick-ax in two. Scary.

Julianna said...

Hell, it sounds like a good idea to me. Perhaps you could start selling "therapeutic woodshops" at Home Depot.

I hope you are well.

sweetisu said...

Sounds good to me - except, could I still kick the a-hole's crotch? :)