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You know you're miserable when:
Flist culls make you miserable.
You were miserable before but now you have the energy to write that you are miserable.
Two people were going to see the dark crystal with you and one cancels because she decides at the last minute that it's too expensive AND you would pay for her anyway but she was supposed to give you monies for something last week and because you don't have that you are broke and she is working, and you're not. //and then// The other person cancels at the hour you are actually there waiting for them because they didn't check something you asked them to check a week ago, and didn't have time to call you earlier on the day. So instead of seeing a movie with two people your lacrima glands explode due to exhaustion and you regret making the choice to do something with people you like instead of going to your last day of aikido.
You were planning on organising pirate bags for your cousins ALL YEAR and you still haven't got absolutely everything, and it seems every single store has only one thing in stock instead of six of them. and and and.
The person you usually talk to isn't available to speak to you because you are angry at them and trying not to call their number even though you really want to.
You contemplate talking to strangers about your miserable life when they try to talk to you about the weather.
You hate it when people talk to you about the weather but answer them this time because even talking about the weather takes up some of that lonely time sometimes.
You contemplate crawling under the house and hiding out there until everyone goes away/christmas is over so you don't have to do family stuff.
Even though you are miserable enough to not mind talking about the weather the thought of being around your extremely happy and exuberant cousins sends you very nearly insane- and that's just thinking about it.
You sit there and eat rocky road instead of packing even though you are getting picked up in less than half an hour.
You want to list every minute detail of your misery and share it with everyone.
You sit there on lj and try to think of as many stupid things as you can to express to everyone how miserable you are forgetting that instead of understanding, people will only dismiss you instead.
because Christmas is nearly here.
Flist culls make you miserable.
You were miserable before but now you have the energy to write that you are miserable.
Two people were going to see the dark crystal with you and one cancels because she decides at the last minute that it's too expensive AND you would pay for her anyway but she was supposed to give you monies for something last week and because you don't have that you are broke and she is working, and you're not. //and then// The other person cancels at the hour you are actually there waiting for them because they didn't check something you asked them to check a week ago, and didn't have time to call you earlier on the day. So instead of seeing a movie with two people your lacrima glands explode due to exhaustion and you regret making the choice to do something with people you like instead of going to your last day of aikido.
You were planning on organising pirate bags for your cousins ALL YEAR and you still haven't got absolutely everything, and it seems every single store has only one thing in stock instead of six of them. and and and.
The person you usually talk to isn't available to speak to you because you are angry at them and trying not to call their number even though you really want to.
You contemplate talking to strangers about your miserable life when they try to talk to you about the weather.
You hate it when people talk to you about the weather but answer them this time because even talking about the weather takes up some of that lonely time sometimes.
You contemplate crawling under the house and hiding out there until everyone goes away/christmas is over so you don't have to do family stuff.
Even though you are miserable enough to not mind talking about the weather the thought of being around your extremely happy and exuberant cousins sends you very nearly insane- and that's just thinking about it.
You sit there and eat rocky road instead of packing even though you are getting picked up in less than half an hour.
You want to list every minute detail of your misery and share it with everyone.
You sit there on lj and try to think of as many stupid things as you can to express to everyone how miserable you are forgetting that instead of understanding, people will only dismiss you instead.
because Christmas is nearly here.