I'm having an "I hate everything" day.

I hate hypocrites.

I hate liars.

I hate dishonesty.

I hate facebook, but well, that's not for any particular reason. Seriously, who doesn't hate facebook? It's facebookI hate 'spur of the moment ( Read more... )

Both my family and the Academic Husband's family have a habit/flaw/whatever you want to call it that drives me absolutely crazy. They don't tell you things. They aren't generally keeping them from you, no. It's not as simple as that. They just... don't pass important information on--information that other people might really like to have ( Read more... )

It's been a full week since my interview, I've heard nothing yet, and they're still running the ad in the paper. I'm really not sure what to take from that... or what the policy is for what someone should do, in this eventuality. Is a follow-up email appropriate? Assuming I could find an email address to even write to. Gah. This is why I hate ( Read more... )

( God, where do I even start? )

When I went into the nursery to feed this morning, they greeted me with new hats on the babies and happy one week birthday greetings. The people here really are totally lovely ( Read more... )

So, so cranky. I've decided this is my new favorite word. And I can't decided if I'm actually stressed, or mostly just, well. Cranky.

( Work. )

Let me repeat that. It's FIVE THIRTY in the morning. Anyone who knows me will know that I am about the world's farthest thing from a morning person. At the best of times, I'm an insomniac, and I'm much better at 2am after having been awake all day than I ever am at say, well, FIVE THIRTY after trying to sleep all night ( Read more... )