Varis Leta Facies
I've been positively irate for two days and no reason. It seems to be something I have no control over, this rage, and I also apparently have no control over the weather or automatic doorlocks or the people I work with, one of whom should have known better than to move my stuff. NEVER move my stuff for no reason. It upsets me.
I'm going to blame this on PMS because I refuse to dig any deeper. I can't disappear for a while; I have too many obligations. It sure seems like the minute I think I've got a handle on every single thing, another facet spins out of control. And that makes me crazy, and ferocious, and I refuse to accept it.
I'm grinding my molars and making fists and thinking the worst. And the scary thing is, I'm enjoying it.
The merry face of spring indeed.
I'm going to blame this on PMS because I refuse to dig any deeper. I can't disappear for a while; I have too many obligations. It sure seems like the minute I think I've got a handle on every single thing, another facet spins out of control. And that makes me crazy, and ferocious, and I refuse to accept it.
I'm grinding my molars and making fists and thinking the worst. And the scary thing is, I'm enjoying it.
The merry face of spring indeed.
posted by A at
8:31 PM
2 Comments:
Is there much to do in Wyoming?
Well, that depends... Depends on you, depends on the season. Depends on how many people you know. Depends on your levels of expendable income and physical fitness. Depends on your sexual orientation, how much you mind getting muddy, and whether or not you own a pickup truck.
I have more to do than I know what to do with.
There's as much to do here as anywhere, just depends on what you like doing.
Why? Where do you live?
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