Probability

The title of this blog comes from my statistics class. What is the probability that I'll snap one day and tell someone off? Based on my lack of sleep, being around annoying people and my slipping sanity, I'd say that the probability is 1. I didn't get a chance to blog last night because someone in the room with me was being a smothering ass! He was having a fit because I was chatting with Christopher! I had been on my laptop, and he was on his, but as soon as he saw that I was chatting with Christopher, he started on about how that was "our" time and that I was being rude. If you've ever chatted with Christopher while he's doing other things, you know that you type a couple of words, then a short time later he types a couple of words. It doesn't take undivided attention! If that man doesn't stop trying to shut everyone one that I love out of my life (my sons), then he'll end up chasing me away. My sons are the biggest part of my life and I plan on them being a part of my life as long as they want to be, to whatever degree they'd like! And yes, I'll probably end up one of those old ladies with a bunch of cats around, waiting for her sons to call her. Pretty pathetic, huh? At least I'll never be alone. I'll always have the cats.