I'm just fucking fabulous, thanks.
Obviously I haven't updated this in a bloody long time. I don't even think that anyone reads this anymore. Fine. I can rant and rave and only a few people will read it. I suppose that's one of the downsides of having a public blog; anyone and everyone can read it if they want to. Including family. Including workmates. Including people that you just feel like shoving off a cliff.
Perhaps I shouldn't neglect this journal as much, and really start using it again as a personal one. Meh. No doubt I'll do it for a day and then fuck it all up.
I'm in a BRILLIANT mood right now (free sarcasm included) - which is weird because I was in a great one yesterday and earlier today. Now all of a sudden I've turned into a bitch. Everything just seems to piss me off. People piss me off. If it wasn't so fucking hot, I would jump under the bed covers and just hide for a while until I feel human again.
Don't even ask my why I'm cranky at the world. It's just a whole lot of things. Like the fact that I'm spending yet another fucking weekend on my own. That I'm still feeling like shit with this stupid virus/bug/illness of death, and that I can't kick it. That I feel like I have absolutely noone in the world to talk to right now. That I have this sort of good news that I haven't told anyone about because I don't know how to OR they would think I'm silly OR they just wouldn't give a shit about. Shit, I don't even know if there is anyone I feel like telling!
You see? I'm a big ray of sunshine. I made $140 off Ebay over the last couple of weeks selling textbooks.. and I just spend all of it (plus more) buying the three boxsets of Felicity I am missing from Ebay and Amazon. Fuuuuuuuuuuck. I'm supposed to be saving. And as for my five hundredth attempt at dieting? It can go fuck itself...
Until tomorrow.
Perhaps I shouldn't neglect this journal as much, and really start using it again as a personal one. Meh. No doubt I'll do it for a day and then fuck it all up.
I'm in a BRILLIANT mood right now (free sarcasm included) - which is weird because I was in a great one yesterday and earlier today. Now all of a sudden I've turned into a bitch. Everything just seems to piss me off. People piss me off. If it wasn't so fucking hot, I would jump under the bed covers and just hide for a while until I feel human again.
Don't even ask my why I'm cranky at the world. It's just a whole lot of things. Like the fact that I'm spending yet another fucking weekend on my own. That I'm still feeling like shit with this stupid virus/bug/illness of death, and that I can't kick it. That I feel like I have absolutely noone in the world to talk to right now. That I have this sort of good news that I haven't told anyone about because I don't know how to OR they would think I'm silly OR they just wouldn't give a shit about. Shit, I don't even know if there is anyone I feel like telling!
You see? I'm a big ray of sunshine. I made $140 off Ebay over the last couple of weeks selling textbooks.. and I just spend all of it (plus more) buying the three boxsets of Felicity I am missing from Ebay and Amazon. Fuuuuuuuuuuck. I'm supposed to be saving. And as for my five hundredth attempt at dieting? It can go fuck itself...
Until tomorrow.