Oh, so it's going to be one of *those* days...
You know it's a bad day when it's 6:30 am and you already can't wait to go home and drink. Oh my sweet, sweet bottle of Frangelico's, I'll see you tonight.
I don't even know why I feel as downright unhappy as I do-- all I know is I feel confused, hurt, disappointed, lonely, scared, worried, bitter, stressed, unloved, unappreciated, unworthy, incomplete, incompetent, inadequate, homesick, angry, grumpy... it's just this awful maelstrom of negative. There's not even a good reason for me to be feeling like this! It's like everything in the universe just happened to align, and all the little things that have been bothering me have magically coalesced into this huge chunk of Unhappy-- work stress, social stress, life stress, not getting a decent night's sleep in weeks (between the Plague and other things), hormones, God knows what... it's just AUGH. And on top of all of that I'm insecure enough to worry that little outbursts like this will make people like me less.
And now, have a puggle:
