A BAD MOOD has been hovering over me for the last two days.
Like a migraine.
It won't go away.
I woke up with it yesterday. And it's still with me. It sits right next to me -- not respecting my personal space at all-- and scowls at me, taunting me, daring me to defy it.
It recedes temporarily, after a dose of chocolate. Or ice cream. But still it niggles in the back of my mind, ready to flare at the slightest provocation.
Stupid little things bring it out. Like noises. And not even my normal pet peeve noises (cornnuts), but the sound of my dog panting. And my stupid stupid brakes that squeal EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I come to a stop. I'm embarrassed to pull up next to pedestrians because of the violent assault my brakes make on their innocent eardrums.
Unfortunately for my kids, even the sound of their happy, non-fighting chatter is BUGGING me!!!!! Poor kids -- and no PB&J to come to their (and my) rescue.
I'm trying to excise this foul, foul mood. I thought by doing something constructive I might cast it off. Apparently blogging is not enough. I might just have to break down and do something really, really awful to justify my bad mood. Like clean my shower. I celebrated my 30th birthday that way. Nothing could be worse than turning 30 and cleaning hard water deposits off my shower walls, right?
I did find this great quote while wandering around the wasteland of the worldwide web. It's by this guy of this band. I don't want to actually write his name because then my nice grumpy blog will get hit by a bunch of random emo/rockers searching for their hero. The next thing you know I'll be dying my hair black, applying excessive amounts of eyeliner, and wearing skinny jeans (which I look horrible in).
Then what would people think?They'd probably think I'm in a REALLY REALLY BAD MOOD. And they might be right.
But. Back to the quote:
"We are in love and live in a castle in the sky. Our next door neighbors are carebears. Grumpy bear has a Baditude, but I still heart him. I hope your life is as magical as ours is."
You can sing along, if you'd like.
Just don't let me hear you.
emo picture originally downloaded by s0ugintou
8 comments:
I'm so sorry you're in a bad mood, lunch lady. See if this will cheer you up a little.
hm... seems to me that this post and your last may be related somehow.
I liked this too
Ha! See? How you can you be in a bad mood after seeing? Animal is my hero!
possibly, Shem, possibly.
Vegas brings out my grumpy bear. Because of this place, Bill has to endure 12 weeks of my bad mood.
I'm sorry you are in a bad mood and I COMPLETELY understand. I hate days that I wake up mad at the world because right off the bat you know it's not going to be a good day for anybody involved. I'd try another dose of chocolate mixed with a little shopping...doesn't that cheer everybody up?
I prefer a vanilla ice cream cone. It works like a gem. Well, that and a little time under a tree with a book...and a date with my husband...and...why not milk the mood for all I can get?
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