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maderrI had high hopes for ordering pizza and watching Supernatural whilst trying yet again to write (and probably failing, but still).
Instead I come home to a fucking mess in the bathroom b/c the sink somehow was mysteriously turned on and made a gigantic fucking puddle in the bathroom and some of the hallway.
Near as I can tell, it was the ghosts or the cats.
God fucking damn it.
On a related note, just because I'm in a pissy mood now, I'm so fucking sick of people making fun of me. There's a difference between teasing and mocking, and I'm so goddamn sorry I'm only worthy of mocking this week. I'm sorry I'm not complacent, that I'm not able to hold still, that my mind is constantly in the clouds. I'm sorry I have a temper, I'm sorry I get into funks, I'm sorry both of those are reasons to give me wide-eyed, blank stares and then fucking ignore me. I'm sorry my sense of humor does not meet with your approval.
In fact, I'm sorry I breathe and annoy everyone in the general vicinity.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get alcohol and then go clean the motherfucking bathroom.
I know it wn't take long, I know I'm being a bitch, but I have been making the hardest darn effort all goddamn week not to be as morose as usual, to be cheerful, to deal with shit, to just be up -- and shit like this keeps happening.
Whine, whine whine.
Instead I come home to a fucking mess in the bathroom b/c the sink somehow was mysteriously turned on and made a gigantic fucking puddle in the bathroom and some of the hallway.
Near as I can tell, it was the ghosts or the cats.
God fucking damn it.
On a related note, just because I'm in a pissy mood now, I'm so fucking sick of people making fun of me. There's a difference between teasing and mocking, and I'm so goddamn sorry I'm only worthy of mocking this week. I'm sorry I'm not complacent, that I'm not able to hold still, that my mind is constantly in the clouds. I'm sorry I have a temper, I'm sorry I get into funks, I'm sorry both of those are reasons to give me wide-eyed, blank stares and then fucking ignore me. I'm sorry my sense of humor does not meet with your approval.
In fact, I'm sorry I breathe and annoy everyone in the general vicinity.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get alcohol and then go clean the motherfucking bathroom.
I know it wn't take long, I know I'm being a bitch, but I have been making the hardest darn effort all goddamn week not to be as morose as usual, to be cheerful, to deal with shit, to just be up -- and shit like this keeps happening.
Whine, whine whine.
