I've been in such a horrible shitty unbearable mood these last two days, way to start off my three day weekend. My life is ruining my life. Anyway, I played Left 4 Dead today because shooting things makes me feel better. And it did
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I don't know if it's the corticosteroids that I'm on because of this fucking horrible case of contact dermititis or the PMS, but I am being such a bitch. Or maybe it's because I'm going to be 24 tomorrow, and 24 seems so much older than 23 even though it is an even number and I have an affinity for even numbers.
I bit the inside of my mouth something painful. And because I'm me, I bit into the same spot three more times. FML...a little modish, but oh so fitting.
I also have a test tomorrow that I've studied fuck all for and a practicum on Tuesday that I'm a little WATEV about.
Am I the only one who believes "You get what you pay for?" Or is this another example of how I am supremely both mentally and financially retarded
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I want a cheeseburger. And my tax return. I also want to go to Las Vegas at the end of March, but I have to entertain my sister at her friend's wedding in bumfuck nowheresville. I hate "quaint" shit with a vengence.