LONG. BAD. DAY.
Apr. 28th, 2009 05:27 pm1) I haven't had a good night's sleep in... a month or so.
2) I'm on the rag.
3) I wasn't looking forward to the 20 degree weather drop, and the rain, but I CERTAINLY wasn't PREPARED for the FORTY degree weather drop.
4) I overslept, because last night was actually a pretty crappy night all things considered. So I was an hour late to my doctor's appointment and had to wait over a half hour for them to stick me with a needle and send me home.
5) I'm tired, cranky, cold, and migrainy.
6) I keep dozing off during class. Which makes me more upset because I HATE sleeping through classes I like.
7) I have to wait for the bus, and then when I get on the bus it's drafty and cold.
8) I wore my summer shoes today, so I of course step in a puddle on the way home.
9) There's a long MALE line at the drug store when I stop to pick up feminine supplies.
10) I get home, finally, and change into sweats and come down teh stairs... NOT wanting to deal with dinner with my parents, or people, or anything...
And I step in a nice big, wet, cold puddle of Dulcy's piss.
NOT A GOOD DAY.
2) I'm on the rag.
3) I wasn't looking forward to the 20 degree weather drop, and the rain, but I CERTAINLY wasn't PREPARED for the FORTY degree weather drop.
4) I overslept, because last night was actually a pretty crappy night all things considered. So I was an hour late to my doctor's appointment and had to wait over a half hour for them to stick me with a needle and send me home.
5) I'm tired, cranky, cold, and migrainy.
6) I keep dozing off during class. Which makes me more upset because I HATE sleeping through classes I like.
7) I have to wait for the bus, and then when I get on the bus it's drafty and cold.
8) I wore my summer shoes today, so I of course step in a puddle on the way home.
9) There's a long MALE line at the drug store when I stop to pick up feminine supplies.
10) I get home, finally, and change into sweats and come down teh stairs... NOT wanting to deal with dinner with my parents, or people, or anything...
And I step in a nice big, wet, cold puddle of Dulcy's piss.
NOT A GOOD DAY.