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Apr. 15th, 2006 08:14 pmi am the tiredest crankiest emchy ever. ikea + groceries + not enough food + not the right food + the rain the rain the rain + missing bowling = cranky fucking bitch. ugh. i just asked they playful wife and dog to go into the kitchen because i needed some quiet. now how lame is it that i am not even amused by the super sexy happy mister and the bouncy dog? super lame. but i am cranky. CRANKY. and i want to do the roll on the floor pound my fists have a fit thing and just get it over with.
i got shin splints last night from dancing in bad shoes. great.
one good thing - had fun at all of the errands. even if i started to get super spacey at rainbow and just laugh out loud at how unfocused and zombie like i felt. it took me 5 minutes to choose daikon. it's a radish people. it shouldn't be that hard.
meh.
now i want to play. except i don't. and if i could have anything right now. i have NO IDEA what it would even be to knock this funk away.
meh.
i hate being cranky.
i got shin splints last night from dancing in bad shoes. great.
one good thing - had fun at all of the errands. even if i started to get super spacey at rainbow and just laugh out loud at how unfocused and zombie like i felt. it took me 5 minutes to choose daikon. it's a radish people. it shouldn't be that hard.
meh.
now i want to play. except i don't. and if i could have anything right now. i have NO IDEA what it would even be to knock this funk away.
meh.
i hate being cranky.
