I have a dream…men and women of all nations, uniting for a common good. Of course, with our luck, that “common good” would turn out to be some pyramid scheme.
Let’s just have a pity party and whine about it. Oh yeah, we already are.
If you have not written a post full of misery, you should. Therapists around the world make money off whiners. Why not feel sorry for yourself free here? The blog world is a perfect place to talk about your problems.
Most of us have blogging friends who care. Or we are one of those mean, and/or whiny-every-day people who has already lost everyone. You might be new to blogging, and you are just thinking about what you will complain on your blog about. If that is the case, check out the posts of people who have already had their pity parties today, and see how it should be done.
Rebecca2000: WTF Friday #4
Roly: Hobbler’s Pity Party (apparently he’s too good to have his own 
)
LifeInTheFarceLane: Pity party, party pooper?
Lisa Summerlin: All In A Day’s Whine
Edward Hotspur: Hobbler’s Pity Party is the post he wrote, but it isn’t really very whiny, so I’ll link to His Blog in General. He is a good whiner and a great writer when he wants to be. Or is it the other way around…
Hobbler: It’s My Party and I’ll Cry If I Want To
No matter what your situation is, there are people who are worse off than you. There are many more people who are better off than you, so if you can’t think of anything else to say, complain about those people.
Remember to link, and each day I will painstakingly, with much effort, while my hair is on fire, etc. put a list together of all your “poor me” posts. Also, skip your blog roll this weekend, and read these people’s posts. I promise you won’t regret it.
RIGHT THIS VERY MOMENT I AM SITTING IN MY KITCHEN AS MY EX TALKS THE LOCAL PD OUT OF COMMITTING MY SON’S BEST FRIEND BECAUSE HIS MOTHER THINKS HE IS BIPOLAR WHICH HE IS NOT SO HE HAS BEEN HIDING OUT HERE WITH MY OTHER SON’S EXGIRLFIEND WHO SHOWED UP ON MY DOORSTEP TONIGHT PREGNANT (THANKFULLY NOT BY MY KID) AND HOMELESS.
BEAT THAT.
ALSO, THE FRIEND IS ACCUSSING THE EXGIRLFRIEND OF STEALING HIS DRUGS WHICH HE THINKS IS THE REASON WHY SHE CAME HERE STRAIGHT FROM THE ER AFTER OVERDOSING.
OH, BY THE WAY, MY KIDS AREN’T HERE. THEY ARE OFF CAMPING. YES, HOMELESS, WAYWARD CHILDREN SHOW UP AT MY DOOR WITHOUT MY KIDS HERE CONSTANTLY FOR ME TO RESCUE. WHO WANTS MY LIFE?
WELL, YOU DON’T HAVE TO YELL ABOUT IT! Just messing with you. I hate it when kids show up at my door without my kids. I hate it when adults show up at my door when my kids are gone. When I’m alone, I want to be alone. Sorry you have all this going on. Give us an update when it all gets decided.
What kind of drugs? I may need some after today.
That was the best thing I’ve read all night. You should see the faces of people around me as I am typing on my phone while they are all coming unglued. This happens too often to affect me anymore.
When you have teenagers, you kind of have to check out of reality. Or at least not expect it.
Wow, that is pretty crazy. I hope it all works out. I can’t beat it at the moment, but there are a few pretty heavy comments from people who might on my “It’s My Party” post. You should write a pity party H.E. It is a lot of fun.
I just might. Bad news is this kind of thing happens all the time. Good news is they’re never my kid.
That stinks, but it never being your kid is awesome! Unless he is going to his girlfriend’s mom when life is crazy.
Man, can we all wallow of what??
Good stuff!
It is good stuff. Sorry it took a while to get your links out. I’ve been on my phone all day, and I didn’t realize that the links to most of your parties were in the comments of a different post. All’s good now I think. I’d better stub my toe or something so I don’t stop whining.
Woman please! No apologies necessary
xo
Aww, thanks Lisa. I do want people to feel sorry for ME, not for me to feel sorry.
And I have to deal with all this including Ms. Ellis. Who wants my life??
Now THAT’S the funniest thing I’ve read all night.
Hey! No laughing allowed! This is a pity party. Bring your tears, and lots of beers. Yeah…sorry…
See, see what I have to deal with? The simplest rule out the window it goes. Day in and day out same thing.
I don’t know you very well, but I have got to say that you seem to be an expert whiner. What is your secret?
You should write a pity party post about whiny bloggers.
I realised my mistake about not being whiney enough in my first post so I wrote another one so that I couldn’t be accused of pooping on a pity party. Sheesh! How low can I go. Sorry friends hope this one is whiney enough
http://comedyincrisis.wordpress.com/2012/09/01/pity-party-pooper-too/
It’s okay Roly. Thanks for writing another! I’ll check it out soon. I had to write a post, and my kids are whining now, but I’ll be there soon.
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Ha ha! You had to clean up after this party all by yourself.
It’s not technically over, and cleaning up will give me ammo for next year’s party.
If you remember.
What are you trying to say?
I am way too busy feeling sorry for myself to get sucked into this…
That’s funny
Well, plus I wasn’t here anyway, but still…
It was fun. You should read the other people’s posts. I’m writing something with all the links. I’ll post it soon.
I will try.