Something's bothering me.
If I knew what to do about it, that would be cool. Also cool would be if I knew WHAT THE HELL IT IS, but no.
I am simply crabby. All. The. Time.
I mean, it's not a hormonal cycle, because I am currently in the House of Bad Skin, Okay Moods in the zodiac of I Hate Being A Girl (Really Bad Moods should properly start about five days from now, in case anyone wants to know when to head for the hills is really curious).
It could concievably be irritation with my job, another post in and of itself (Preview: WOMEN! When you marry, pick a name and STICK WITH IT!), but my job ends in two weeks, and you would think that now would be a time for rejoicing rather than bitching.
... Constantly, that is.
It most certainly is not a desire to be back at school, because I have none. All roommate/telephone/laundry snarking aside, I didn't hate my first year of college, and I think this one's going to be a lot better, but I remain decidedly unenthusiastic.
I suppose it might be overexposure to family (except that, as per above, I'm spending a lot of time alone with the evil database at work), or lack of free time (except I'm taking Wednesday off) or possibly just boredom.
So! In conclusion! Stay away from me and, uh, find me things to read!
... Yeah.
I am simply crabby. All. The. Time.
I mean, it's not a hormonal cycle, because I am currently in the House of Bad Skin, Okay Moods in the zodiac of I Hate Being A Girl (Really Bad Moods should properly start about five days from now, in case anyone wants to know when to head for the hills is really curious).
It could concievably be irritation with my job, another post in and of itself (Preview: WOMEN! When you marry, pick a name and STICK WITH IT!), but my job ends in two weeks, and you would think that now would be a time for rejoicing rather than bitching.
... Constantly, that is.
It most certainly is not a desire to be back at school, because I have none. All roommate/telephone/laundry snarking aside, I didn't hate my first year of college, and I think this one's going to be a lot better, but I remain decidedly unenthusiastic.
I suppose it might be overexposure to family (except that, as per above, I'm spending a lot of time alone with the evil database at work), or lack of free time (except I'm taking Wednesday off) or possibly just boredom.
So! In conclusion! Stay away from me and, uh, find me things to read!
... Yeah.