lulumae

What a no good, very bad, horrid, awful, craptacular day.

I had school all morning, finished off my retarded comp sci project and got it handed in, volunteered all afternoon (aka- cleaned out a linen closet the size of a bathroom, hauled 25 bags of new, not-sorted linens up three flights of stairs, sorted them and crammed them all in) and came home in the sideways rain to find the fridge vacant of all edible products.

Wait. Is there a dish that requires only mayo, ketchup, pickled onions and margarine?

I'm grumpy and pissy and sad and tired. And there isn't a goddamn thing anyone can do but pat me on the head and try and tell me that my life isn't so bad.

My life isn't so bad. That still doesn't mean I wouldn't like to trade it in for one where I don't end up coming home at the end of the day and wishing that I'd saved myself the trouble and just stayed in bed. Don't get me wrong... I don't need to be happy- I keep my goals attainable.

"Life is a series of disappointments."

Goddamn fucking right.

XOX-L

"Life is hard and lonely. It's only natural to want someone to share the misery with"