Let's think about the crap that is my life today.
1) My ankle is STILL killing me. I can't believe how much it still hurts.
2) Mother Nature dropped off her gift this morning. She also dropped off killer cramps, a headache, random nausea, complete with puking, constipation, and a rage so all-encompassing that I am almost afraid to be around other people. I just love being a girl.
C) My computer is still screwed. We (And by "we" I mean the IT guy one of my co-workers is married to.) can't get a mouse to work. He did get the touchpad working, kind of. It works for a few minutes and then quits. Then I have to reboot the computer about a dozen times before it works again. If it works again. Sometimes I just have to shut it down and eave it for a few hours. If it's not the motherboard, what the hell else could it be? I mean, other things work in the USB ports- my external HD, my flashdrive, my iPod... just not the mother fucking mouse. For the love of all that is holy, can anyone help me?!
D) My doctor has been out of town for more than two weeks. Now, I'm not saying that he was on vacation and surfing or something, but two fucking weeks? And I need refills on my crazy drugs. I called two weeks ago yesterday to make an appoint, only to be told that since it was psychiatric meds I HAD to see ONLY my doctor, so I had to wait for him to come back. Fine, I can see that. But they won't even write me a RX for a week's worth. So, not only am I menstruating, I AM FUCKING OFF MY MEDS.
Seriously I had to get up and leave a meeting Monday morning because I was TERRIFIED that I would punch someone in the face. BECAUSE SHE WAS FUCKING TAPPING HER PEN.
You know, between you and me? I don't like being this crazy. No matter what you thought while watching Angelina be crazy in "Girl Interrupted", it's not fun being crazy. It's not a big fucking party. IT'S MOTHER FUCKING EXHAUSTING. Not to mention scary, because I KNOW I'M CRAZY AND THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT.
5) Oh, and since I'm shorting my one of my meds while I'm completely off of the other, so, you know, I don't DETOX, I'm also not sleeping.
6) I'm pretty sure that I had a "6" but Mother Nature also apparently brought memory loss.
In short? This was a mother fucker of a day. No, not a mother fucker. A grandmother fucker of a day. I'm getting a glass of whiskey, a blanket and a heating pad, and I'm going to go watch "Bones" now.
2) Mother Nature dropped off her gift this morning. She also dropped off killer cramps, a headache, random nausea, complete with puking, constipation, and a rage so all-encompassing that I am almost afraid to be around other people. I just love being a girl.
C) My computer is still screwed. We (And by "we" I mean the IT guy one of my co-workers is married to.) can't get a mouse to work. He did get the touchpad working, kind of. It works for a few minutes and then quits. Then I have to reboot the computer about a dozen times before it works again. If it works again. Sometimes I just have to shut it down and eave it for a few hours. If it's not the motherboard, what the hell else could it be? I mean, other things work in the USB ports- my external HD, my flashdrive, my iPod... just not the mother fucking mouse. For the love of all that is holy, can anyone help me?!
D) My doctor has been out of town for more than two weeks. Now, I'm not saying that he was on vacation and surfing or something, but two fucking weeks? And I need refills on my crazy drugs. I called two weeks ago yesterday to make an appoint, only to be told that since it was psychiatric meds I HAD to see ONLY my doctor, so I had to wait for him to come back. Fine, I can see that. But they won't even write me a RX for a week's worth. So, not only am I menstruating, I AM FUCKING OFF MY MEDS.
Seriously I had to get up and leave a meeting Monday morning because I was TERRIFIED that I would punch someone in the face. BECAUSE SHE WAS FUCKING TAPPING HER PEN.
You know, between you and me? I don't like being this crazy. No matter what you thought while watching Angelina be crazy in "Girl Interrupted", it's not fun being crazy. It's not a big fucking party. IT'S MOTHER FUCKING EXHAUSTING. Not to mention scary, because I KNOW I'M CRAZY AND THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT.
5) Oh, and since I'm shorting my one of my meds while I'm completely off of the other, so, you know, I don't DETOX, I'm also not sleeping.
6) I'm pretty sure that I had a "6" but Mother Nature also apparently brought memory loss.
In short? This was a mother fucker of a day. No, not a mother fucker. A grandmother fucker of a day. I'm getting a glass of whiskey, a blanket and a heating pad, and I'm going to go watch "Bones" now.