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Jul. 3rd, 2014 07:06 pmHEY GUYS!
GUESS HOW MANY HORMONES I'VE GOT GOING RIGHT NOW!
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DID YOU GUESS "ALL OF THEM"? BECAUSE THE CORRECT ANSWER IS "ALL OF THEM."
Yeah, so, it's not a good day. I hate the Space Place and I hate editing trip photos and I hate trying to make pizza that WON'T JUST GODDAMN SLIDE ONTO THE PIZZA STONE WITHOUT TURNING INTO A CALZONE and I hate flies and I hate humans.
I realized today that my recently-acquired monthly power drain/mood fuckery probably coincides with my pharmacy switching me from one generic Pill to a different generic Pill. They say they're all the same stuff, but they are LYING. I hate them, too.
The nice thing about bad moods like this, though, is you know they won't last. I'll take some Advil and enjoy a nicepizza calzone Margherita and avoid Tinker Bell and David Cronenberg and I will probably love all of the above things again.
Except the flies. Sorry, flies.
GUESS HOW MANY HORMONES I'VE GOT GOING RIGHT NOW!
...
DID YOU GUESS "ALL OF THEM"? BECAUSE THE CORRECT ANSWER IS "ALL OF THEM."
Yeah, so, it's not a good day. I hate the Space Place and I hate editing trip photos and I hate trying to make pizza that WON'T JUST GODDAMN SLIDE ONTO THE PIZZA STONE WITHOUT TURNING INTO A CALZONE and I hate flies and I hate humans.
I realized today that my recently-acquired monthly power drain/mood fuckery probably coincides with my pharmacy switching me from one generic Pill to a different generic Pill. They say they're all the same stuff, but they are LYING. I hate them, too.
The nice thing about bad moods like this, though, is you know they won't last. I'll take some Advil and enjoy a nice
Except the flies. Sorry, flies.