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My livejournal haiku actually makes sense. weird, much?
mostly fun day it
started off mournfully when
i went in to work
Anyway, I am in a very mopey mood and I am not snapping out of it the way I'm supposed to. I don't really want to talk about the main reason I'm in this mood but let's just say that X happened, and even though I knew it was going to happen, it still sucks a lot and I have been trying to get over it for an entire week now. To add insult to injury, though, I have been spending most of the past few days packing, which I hate. And the cyst on my back suddenly became immensly painful on Monday and I went to the doctor but I can't have the surgery till after I get back from Hawaii and New York...which basically means I can't sleep or really even function at a normal level for three weeks. It hurts like hell...used to be just when I touched it but now it's just freaking out all the time. Hhh'anyway, i've felt like wallowing all week and tonight Rachel and i are finally going to wallow...hopefully watch Breakfast at Tiffany's because that is exactly the movie i need right now (without the scary, evil mickey rooney parts).
But i just want you all to know that despite this grumpy post, life isn't all bad. I got my legs waxed and a facial yesterday so i'm all primped and primed for Hawaii and I went shopping today and bought three pairs of shorts, two shirts, four bras (not fun at all but hey, it's done now), and flip-flops. And the Mariners are up by one.
mostly fun day it
started off mournfully when
i went in to work
Anyway, I am in a very mopey mood and I am not snapping out of it the way I'm supposed to. I don't really want to talk about the main reason I'm in this mood but let's just say that X happened, and even though I knew it was going to happen, it still sucks a lot and I have been trying to get over it for an entire week now. To add insult to injury, though, I have been spending most of the past few days packing, which I hate. And the cyst on my back suddenly became immensly painful on Monday and I went to the doctor but I can't have the surgery till after I get back from Hawaii and New York...which basically means I can't sleep or really even function at a normal level for three weeks. It hurts like hell...used to be just when I touched it but now it's just freaking out all the time. Hhh'anyway, i've felt like wallowing all week and tonight Rachel and i are finally going to wallow...hopefully watch Breakfast at Tiffany's because that is exactly the movie i need right now (without the scary, evil mickey rooney parts).
But i just want you all to know that despite this grumpy post, life isn't all bad. I got my legs waxed and a facial yesterday so i'm all primped and primed for Hawaii and I went shopping today and bought three pairs of shorts, two shirts, four bras (not fun at all but hey, it's done now), and flip-flops. And the Mariners are up by one.