A Nice Day for a Sulk
I'm going to go home and run myself a bath. Then I'm going to sit in the tub and cry. Yes, I'm scheduling time for a cry, and if I stop to think about just how pathetic this in itself is, I'll probably have to schedule that cry for thirty seconds from now in the handicapped stall in the bathroom.
Anyway, after my bath, I'll watch last week's episode of "The Apprentice" followed by the new one that airs tonight. You know, because that shit's important and all. At least it's a distraction.
Then I'll go to bed. I'm not going to have dinner tonight, because I had a big lunch and some chocolate today, plus I'm fat.
I feel very empty right now, and it's just so unexpected, considering that the usual suspects for my depression (changes in diet, monthly hormones) aren't factors at the moment. So I'll just try to ride it out and do some of the things that I know always make me feel better. And, really, a hot bath and a cry should improve my mood considerably.
Anyway, after my bath, I'll watch last week's episode of "The Apprentice" followed by the new one that airs tonight. You know, because that shit's important and all. At least it's a distraction.
Then I'll go to bed. I'm not going to have dinner tonight, because I had a big lunch and some chocolate today, plus I'm fat.
I feel very empty right now, and it's just so unexpected, considering that the usual suspects for my depression (changes in diet, monthly hormones) aren't factors at the moment. So I'll just try to ride it out and do some of the things that I know always make me feel better. And, really, a hot bath and a cry should improve my mood considerably.