had enough of

  • Humidity & having the aircon blasting at 1am.
  • Teenagers. Holy mother of god nothing more needs be said. Bar one gorgeous niece.
  • Brainless bogans.
  • Cooking dinner.
  • Christmas beetles (already!)
  • Going to the loo.
  • Salad *sigh*
  • Not having enough time for everything.
  • DEATH. O Death sitting at my shoulder.  Won’t you spare me over ’til another year. Better yet, spare my sister over for another year.

A psych-folk version of an old Appalachian classic:

An interesting version with throat-singing:

Oh yeah, and liars. Had enough of them. Ahuh

Talk to me!