It's a Love/Hate Kind of Day
TODAY. Things I hate, things I love. Because I really just want to talk about things I hate but I'm trying not to be so negative.
Starting with things I hate:
1. Bras. Every fucking bra on the planet. None of them fit me right at the moment. The one I'm currently wearing is squishing my boobs and probably maiming my rib cage for all time. They should be outlawed, except that they do help to prevent my boobs from bouncing all over the place when I'm going up or down stairs, running, going over speed bumps in my car, etc, etc, etc.
2. FINALS. Oh. My. God. Can I just be done with school already? Please? I didn't think I was asking for that much, really. I don't know any of the shit on these exams. I don't want to know it. I don't want to take the exams. The teachers don't want to grade them. We all just want to go home and go to bed until next semester rears its ugly head. Why is this not a possibility?
3. The cold. It's all cold and knife-y and weasels its way in under every seam, every stitch, and torments not only my bones and joints (ask me later about my possibly dislocated hip) but my lungs and every time I go outside I end up like hacking up both lungs plus some. It's unpleasant and it HURTS.
4. Endless hoop earrings. I cut an earring out of my cartilage piercing last night with wire cutters. Enough said.
5. My brother and friends not being home as the holidays are looming ever-closer. This bears no explanation.
And for bonus bucks: 6. How incredibly stupid and difficult to get into I'm finding The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest. This is not how this is supposed to be!!! All the rest of the books were fan-fucking-tastic! What the hell happened to this one?
Now that I've got all that negativity out of my system, things I love:
1. My new North Face which is hopefully (please, dear God) going to help in keeping out the creepy crawly fingers of frigid cold air. Winter is like a pervy old man.
2. Cute waiters who smile just for me.
3. The new song I just downloaded this afternoon by Breathe Carolina with its bouncy, happy beat.
4. Old Christmas cassettes being eight hundred bagillion times better than Christmas radio.
5. My biffle Ria's way of making me feel better about the stupid things I do in my life, like take wire cutters to things in my ears.
6. Meals consisting of bar pretzels and the best London broil I've ever had drenched in mushrooms and deliciousness.
Aaaaaaaand even though I'm way behind, I'm not doing a things I'm grateful for post today because I'm feeling WAY too snarky and like the only thing I would succeed at doing would be to unleash a hail of sarcasm on gratitude in general and myself for doing such a corny, god-awful thing. So yeah.
And because I'm just really feeling it right now, FUCK EVERYTHING. (Guess who didn't take her crazy pills today. Yup.)
Starting with things I hate:
1. Bras. Every fucking bra on the planet. None of them fit me right at the moment. The one I'm currently wearing is squishing my boobs and probably maiming my rib cage for all time. They should be outlawed, except that they do help to prevent my boobs from bouncing all over the place when I'm going up or down stairs, running, going over speed bumps in my car, etc, etc, etc.
2. FINALS. Oh. My. God. Can I just be done with school already? Please? I didn't think I was asking for that much, really. I don't know any of the shit on these exams. I don't want to know it. I don't want to take the exams. The teachers don't want to grade them. We all just want to go home and go to bed until next semester rears its ugly head. Why is this not a possibility?
3. The cold. It's all cold and knife-y and weasels its way in under every seam, every stitch, and torments not only my bones and joints (ask me later about my possibly dislocated hip) but my lungs and every time I go outside I end up like hacking up both lungs plus some. It's unpleasant and it HURTS.
4. Endless hoop earrings. I cut an earring out of my cartilage piercing last night with wire cutters. Enough said.
5. My brother and friends not being home as the holidays are looming ever-closer. This bears no explanation.
And for bonus bucks: 6. How incredibly stupid and difficult to get into I'm finding The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest. This is not how this is supposed to be!!! All the rest of the books were fan-fucking-tastic! What the hell happened to this one?
Now that I've got all that negativity out of my system, things I love:
1. My new North Face which is hopefully (please, dear God) going to help in keeping out the creepy crawly fingers of frigid cold air. Winter is like a pervy old man.
2. Cute waiters who smile just for me.
3. The new song I just downloaded this afternoon by Breathe Carolina with its bouncy, happy beat.
4. Old Christmas cassettes being eight hundred bagillion times better than Christmas radio.
5. My biffle Ria's way of making me feel better about the stupid things I do in my life, like take wire cutters to things in my ears.
6. Meals consisting of bar pretzels and the best London broil I've ever had drenched in mushrooms and deliciousness.
Aaaaaaaand even though I'm way behind, I'm not doing a things I'm grateful for post today because I'm feeling WAY too snarky and like the only thing I would succeed at doing would be to unleash a hail of sarcasm on gratitude in general and myself for doing such a corny, god-awful thing. So yeah.
And because I'm just really feeling it right now, FUCK EVERYTHING. (Guess who didn't take her crazy pills today. Yup.)