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ever had one of those days that just suck? for no reason whatsoever,
they are just rotten. in fact, nothing bad happened today, it just
sucked. got it? that's all. it was just a really sucky day. i think
it's the weather. the weather is completely blah, and has been for days
now, and therefore my mood is blah also. which means my day sucked. and
i tend to not use that definition of suck since it skirts really close
to swearing. but ya know what? you got it - today sucked. it was
chilly, so i couldn't open my window. well, i could, if i wanted to
wear my coat inside. and bundle up really warm. i even thought of
throwing on my heat. but its spring. we shouldn't have to turn on the
heater. so to acually do so sucks. so i didn't open my window. i didn't
get to run around like a chicken with her head cut off because both my
classes today were canceled, but that meant that i got to sit in my
room with the window closed doing homework. and ya know what? it
sucked. i didn't want to do it, so even though i have a ton i should
do, i didn't get nearly enough done, so guess what. that sucks, too. i
wasn't the only person in a bad mood. my roommate has a ton of work
that she has to do, and the prof hasn't taught the class how to do the
homework yet. so that sucks for her. lucky for me i began to come out
of my sucky mood a little. right as teresa began to plunge into hers.
so my mood came back in full force. plus, i had to deal with tape. that
wasn't so bad, until i started trimming it, and had little sticky
slivers of tape all over. bad mood + aversion to sticky splinters =
pissed,-sucky,-almost-ready-to-give-in-to-demands-of-Id-and-swear-mood.
ain't it grand? "but andrea never swears!" yeah, true, well, i'm just
in a pissy mood. i'm going to go play a little moo before bed - see if
killing fake aliens helps. wait, here goes: play moo while reading
smut. that sounds like a good combination. heck i already abused myself
by not eating on schedule and having milk, cheese, and ice-cream 1 hour
ago. so i shouldn't sleep for another 2 hours anyway. "grand" is
definitly the way to describe it. yeah. don't hug me. i'm NOT in the
mood. i don't care if you want to argue that everyone can always use a
hug. i'm NOT in the mood. just imagine a bubble surounding me that is
covered with instantly-replaceable porcuepine spines. by instantly
replaceable, i mean that if you get a spine stuck in your hand, there
is one to replace it imediately. God, i hope i'm just PMS-ing. that's
really all i need. :-X