44 posts tagged “bleah”

In the words of Miss Daisy, I am a bit crabilated today. I started feeling a bit nasty last night, but figured I'd sleep it off. Well, it was still hanging around this morning so I tried to ignore it. That didn't last long. The little flies (not fruit flies) that show up sometimes seem to be back and I think they might actually be biting me while I'm sleeping. I feel like dousing the apartment in bleach, but I guess they'd still come in through the screens once the bleach smell wore off. At least they don't seem to be bothering Edgar.

On the bus this morning, I was able to form a new subsubsubgroup of quasi-humanoids: the middle-aged balding male government worker who wears flowered summer shirts and doesn't know how to say "excuse me". There's been one guy on the bus forever who fits the description, but apparently I had never sat next to him before. The other day, I made that mistake. Normally, especially if I'm feeling bitchy, I will ignore the person next to me who may be trying to get out of their seat until they say "excuse me" or something similarly polite. I couldn't do it with this guy. He makes all the motions of getting a better grip on his worn-to-shit grocery bag (the recyclable woven plastic ones, not a regular plastic one), turns his head my way expectantly, then, seeing that I'm not responding, stands up, which is the one motion I can't ignore in this game. I turn my head and glare at him, then get up out of his way. It's just one of those little things that really gets under my skin.

Anyway, I made the mistake of sitting next to him again the next day. Apparently I'm stupid. Same story. Then this morning, I sat next to a different guy. I think the only difference was the hair colour. Anyway, long story a tad shorter, he pulled the exact same shit. Grrrrr. What is so hard about saying "excuse me"? I mean really!

My brain is just full of crap today, I think. Must.Poo.It.Out.

Oh, Mom emailed me this morning that the overnight trip sounds fine by them. Tattoo you.

Okay, back to work I don't feel like doing. It's almost lunchtime so that will distract me for a while. I didn't have anything at home to bring for lunch, so I'm guessing that I won't find anything good to eat at the crappy places around here, just because of the crabilation. If I wasn't so broke, I'd treat myself to something pricier and therefore tastier.

Crap.

That's all I have to say.

but studying is the loneliest activity.....

I'm not entirely sure there are words to adequately describe how crappy my day was and how cranky and annoyed I am.

But MC to you all, no matter my mood. My Christmas wish is for a lot of things to pass, and soon. Although I am looking forward to turkey, so off to Mom's I go now.

What to do when you don't know what to do?

Monkey see monkey what to do

I'm getting scheduled for a catscan or an mri. That's about all I feel like writing tonight. Thanks for the wishes.

Alrighty then, who wants to come over for a few drinkypoos tonight? I need to do some winding down...

This day is just sucking the life right out of me. Quick, someone say something funny! Please!