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nightdog_barks) wrote2010-08-10 01:10 pm
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Tuesday
Yesterday was good, today ... not so much. Headachey and blah, emotions too close to the surface, grrr. If I see an ASPCA commercial with homeless puppies in it I swear I will burst into tears. Menopause, how you vex me.
96 degrees (35.6 Celsius) and sunny. Doing housely stuff, will need to go to the store a little later. Bah, humbug.
96 degrees (35.6 Celsius) and sunny. Doing housely stuff, will need to go to the store a little later. Bah, humbug.
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... ahem. *g*
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I've done my errands and it's not even 4 in the afternoon yet! That's kind of weird, for me. Off to cross those off my List Post now.
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emotions too close to the surface
Yeah, I know those kinds of days well. The only upside is that sometimes I get some good creative work out of it.
Your icon is FTW, though.
Okay, got to go do the bank/post office jaunt, which fortunately isn't far, because it's a sauna out there now that the sun's out.
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The only upside is that sometimes I get some good creative work out of it.
Yeah, I was thinking about writing a little but I may not have time this afternoon.
Already feeling a little better just from having vented. :-)
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*sends you a strowlberry*
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*hugs back*
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(((hugs)))
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The icon is from a graphic that appeared in a Daily Kos (http://www.dailykos.com/) article -- please feel free to take!
Yay *hugs*!!!
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You mean, this DOESN'T get better when I grow up? Ugh.
Feel better, cookie. ((hugs))
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Dude, it's like going through the worst phase ever of your adolescence at its MOST EMO. ARGH!!
*hugs*hugs*hugs*
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The looney-tuness of my workday did not improve and got worse at 20 minutes 'til leaving time. I began actually considering ways to bring a refreshing adult beverage with lunch tomorrow.
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And I wasn't a fan of McLachlan to start with, and this? Does not help.