*grumpgrumpgrump*
I am just... out of sorts. Grumpy, irritable, with a lot of frustration and zero patience. I would blame it on female shit, but my cycle is so completely screwed up and/or nonexistent that I have no idea if that's to blame. Maybe I'm just a bitch. =P
Doll stuff is in stasis right now, which is irritating. I sold my Glot so I could buy Gwyn back, and no sooner did I have money in hand but a fucking crisis hit. Ended up having to spend well over half of that money on crisis-related crap. I still have a little left, but not really even quite enough to put down a down-payment on her. What really sucked was that I had wanted to make reacquiring her my birthday present to myself, but that went down in flames.
I thought about getting a puki instead, just to say I'd done something for myself... but the one I was eyeing sold before I could make a firm decision. And really I guess that money was better saved since I'm not sure what I'm going to need/want for Izumicon this weekend. *sigh* I don't feel all that excited about the con, honestly. For various reasons.
Job is irritating me too, which is bad because I'm supposed to behave myself at work. I hate one of the accounts I'm on, just getting calls from that account makes me irrationally angry because they're such a stupid, moronic hassle. I hate having to be a touchy-feely person on the phone. I'm a tech. I don't know you, I don't like you, I don't want to make you feel better about yourself. I want to fix your problem and get you off the phone. The end. But I can't fucking do that, because it gets me in trouble. And the reality is, I've been doing this for 10 years. Ten. I am so burnt out my ends are crispy. But someone has to pay the rent, and the electricity and buy the cat food so the dog can eat it. (Don't get me started on that...) And the only one here is me.
So I guess I keep going until they haul me off to the looney bin or I collapse into a pile of ashes. =P