Know what bugs me?
Just about everything. That's what. Normality where there shouldn't be. Being patient. People who change in ways you always wanted them to and then park you. Racket sports. Girls who go after other girls' fellas. Fellas who go along with it. Washing clothes and celebrating birthdays and conversing like nothing has changed and then realizing how empty is all is. Rain and cold in May. Work that expects overtime hours when I have a barely there brain. Work. Change. Static. Losing equilibrium. Feeling unevolved. Responding from my animal brain, snarling. Not having a mom to cry to. Stupid drivers. Feeling rushed. The futility of tears. Products that advertise that they're green just because their packaging is recyclable somewhere. People who don't care. People who don't care enough. Feeling too old. That X-Files got sucky and Firefly got cancelled. Network executives. Having to move. Having to wait to move. Not being loved. Being whiny. Stupid crying. Ugly colours and bad fonts. Batteries. And lots of other stuff, but that's enough for today.
Gratitude lists may be healthier, but sometimes you just have to vomit bile all over the page to get it out of your system.
I have opinions on things and I like to talk about them.
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