Grr you, self.
This isn’t directed at anyone in particular, but I’m tired of listening to people bitch. When is it MY turn to bitch? Oh…I’m kind of doing that now, but still. Bitch all you want on LJ, that doesn’t bother me at all because I do it. The thing that gets me is when you wake me up from a WONDERFUL, BEAUTIFUL, LIFE-ALTERING cat nap in the middle of the afternoon to complain about shit. STOP IT. I’m changing the Darci-calling time from Noon-Midnight to 6 P.M.-Midnight. If I haven’t eaten dinner yet, I’m not talking to you.
I’m really mad at myself right now. I’m gaining weight. I worked so hard to get it off, and now it’s just coming right back.
Taebo? Yes.
AND, I just found out that if I had worn my glasses when I was little, my eyes would be damn-near perfect. They made me special glasses that would strengthen the muscles in my eyes so I could focus, but I didn’t wear them, so now it’s too late to fix without surgery.
Mad. Mad. Mad.
God dammit, Darci. Why are you always dragging me down?
It snowed though, that makes me a lot more tolerant of myself.
I’m really mad at myself right now. I’m gaining weight. I worked so hard to get it off, and now it’s just coming right back.
Taebo? Yes.
AND, I just found out that if I had worn my glasses when I was little, my eyes would be damn-near perfect. They made me special glasses that would strengthen the muscles in my eyes so I could focus, but I didn’t wear them, so now it’s too late to fix without surgery.
Mad. Mad. Mad.
God dammit, Darci. Why are you always dragging me down?
It snowed though, that makes me a lot more tolerant of myself.