Sigh, mumble, mutter, growl

Nov 30, 2007 07:52

I hate today. I hate being tired and sore and cranky. I hate knowing that I'm behind in pretty much everything I'm supposed to be doing. I hate stressing over money and most of all, I hate my job right now. Not the kids, the job. I want to be doing pretty much anything else... but what else am I qualified for that will pay me enough money for my bills and all? And what else could I be doing that I'd be experienced-enough for that I could move to England and still do it for a living?

I'm not even looking forward to my concerts. I just want them over with.

*sigh* Thank God I'm single--I can't imagine inflicting me on anyone else. Well, maybe that's why I *am* single; everyone else sees it too.

pity party, bad mood

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