What a day. I'm sure it would have been better minus the extreme case of pms, but, no. I got so stressed out at work when there was no need to be, almost gave birth to my uterus again, and I started crying when I got home because my hot dog rolled off the bun. 
I'm so fucking cranky right now, but you can't tell.
For real, I've been pissy all day, and I'm sure people have noticed and it's rubbed off on them. There was alot of tension at supper, even, and I almost got my mother to yell at me. Oh yea.
I'm not sure why its so bad this time around. But I couldn't take my nap, despite how tired I was; I tossed and turned for about 3 hours, kicked my blankets about, rolled halfway off the bed, pounded the wall.. I think I have far too much pent up energy and aggression that I really need to get out somehow. 
Did you know we lose an hour tonight? That also pisses me off.
But hey, I'm one big ray of sunshine. Right now, it's 11, not 10, and I'll be going into work an hour sooner than usual. 
I hope to get off work early tomorrow. Get my lazy ass to the library, because I'm nowhere near where I wanted to be with anything. I have to be home by 6:45-7 because my sister is coming over, and I'm making her go to the gas station with me. One I've never been to. I only go to one place, so I only know how to use one pump but if I'm driving to Madison, I need to learn to read directions to learn how to use..another kind of pump. But since I don't want to look like a dumbass alone, she's going with me. She's also bringing her cat, Jesse. I'm sure everyone remembers him, he was everywhere in here for about 3 weeks.. 
I really want to punch the screen right now. My face is staring back at me; I think I should mud wrestle myself. I'd do it in jello, but..we'd both just start eating it. Atleast in mud, it would be for my life, because stuff lives in there that would make me die of fright if I ever saw it. Oh yea. It's been a long time since I've punched myself..
Um, now, I feel like crying again. Can't wait for tomorrow; I can just start to bleed all this shit out instead, eh?
Something tells me if that happens, I won't be going out anywhere.. 
Seriously, can I hit you with a baseball bat?
I'm so fucking cranky right now, but you can't tell.
For real, I've been pissy all day, and I'm sure people have noticed and it's rubbed off on them. There was alot of tension at supper, even, and I almost got my mother to yell at me. Oh yea.
I'm not sure why its so bad this time around. But I couldn't take my nap, despite how tired I was; I tossed and turned for about 3 hours, kicked my blankets about, rolled halfway off the bed, pounded the wall.. I think I have far too much pent up energy and aggression that I really need to get out somehow.
Did you know we lose an hour tonight? That also pisses me off.
But hey, I'm one big ray of sunshine. Right now, it's 11, not 10, and I'll be going into work an hour sooner than usual.
I hope to get off work early tomorrow. Get my lazy ass to the library, because I'm nowhere near where I wanted to be with anything. I have to be home by 6:45-7 because my sister is coming over, and I'm making her go to the gas station with me. One I've never been to. I only go to one place, so I only know how to use one pump
but if I'm driving to Madison, I need to learn to read directions to learn how to use..another kind of pump. But since I don't want to look like a dumbass alone, she's going with me. She's also bringing her cat, Jesse. I'm sure everyone remembers him, he was everywhere in here for about 3 weeks..
I really want to punch the screen right now. My face is staring back at me; I think I should mud wrestle myself. I'd do it in jello, but..we'd both just start eating it. Atleast in mud, it would be for my life, because stuff lives in there that would make me die of fright if I ever saw it. Oh yea. It's been a long time since I've punched myself..
Um, now, I feel like crying again. Can't wait for tomorrow; I can just start to bleed all this shit out instead, eh?
Something tells me if that happens, I won't be going out anywhere..
Seriously, can I hit you with a baseball bat?
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I think that was just my best way of giving a compliment... people dont take that that greatly sometimes.
As for dignity... im doing ok i suppose, i have more than some.. less than others.
I dont think i've cried in about 10 years... i must be emotionally numb or something, i think we lost an hour.. last week.
As for the bat hitting, i used to have this indoor one which had foam over it... i think that'd be a pretty good hitting tool, your welcome to give me a beating with that. I hope your feeling a bit less in pain right now, maybe even catching up on some sleep if your lucky.
Oh and dont worry about being out of it.. i think its more rare for me to be with it.
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