I'm so tired today. So tired in fact, that I have no thoughts. Except this one. I'm sick of hearing about the so called "Octomom." The only good thing about the Octomom is the name Octomom. When I hear it, I try not to picture Nadya-whats-her name. Instead, I picture a creature that's a combination of these two things:
I don't think a creature like that is fit to be a mom, but from what I gather, it might be a better mother than the real Octomom. And let's face it, with all those kids, tentacles could really come in handy.
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I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sick and tired of hearing about that lady. Did you know she made breaking news on CNN yesterday? What a joke! I guess I'll have to read all my news at tmz.com from now on.
I don't give her any of my energy. I don't know her heart. I haven't followed most of what the media has said. I just turn the channel.
My dad, who routinely forgets or confuses people's names, referred to her as "The Octagon Lady" when I was talking to him last month. So I now just sort of picture her as a sentient stop sign whenever she comes up. (Which I agree is far more often than she should.)
It's such a sad story. My heart aches for her kids.
I think I'm going to work on a gentler (and less painful to wear) version of Doc Oc's tentacles and market it to mothers. It'd be so helpful!!
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