Post something that made you UNHAPPY today.

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I just had very rich delicious chocolate, but I think I had too much of it because my stomach is feeling sick from its oiliness.

I had to use induced vomiting (with my finger) to feel better.

I lost this new game my dad received as a gift, and now I feel stupid.

Dang package still hasn't arrived yet! It's 3 days late now... hope it wasn't lost in shipping!

I went out to buy some new shoes for the first time in 3 years, and it sucked as always. They never seem to have any decent shoes in my size, it's either sports shoes or really flashy stuff. Eventually I found a decent pair that cost 60 bucks, which I went ahead and bought because I was tired of shopping.

Nobody replies to emails on the weekend.

Finding out there could be another snowstorm just after dealing with one. Enough already!

going back to work

Reading about idiotic Massachusetts laws that allow boys into girl's bathrooms and locker rooms.

Impending Doom.

Hey, women are allowed in every aspect of men & boys' lives - tit for tat!

WP keeps on going offline! It's really annoying! >:T

"Ya, we serviced your car but we didn't replace the air filter, change the coolant or change the brake fluid because we didn't know where you were up to with your service history and we couldn't be arsed"

Ok, thanks.

I can't believe I have to take it for TWO services just to get a thorough service

I wonder if the three things above are easy DIY things.

Changing the air filter is SUPER easy, pop off the cover and take out the old and insert the new. I think changing the coolant and brake fluid require getting under the car and I don't really do that.

eta: Also, I'm not sure you "change" the brake fluid so much as make sure it's topped up, which I think you can do topside. And I've only ADDED coolant and that's also topside so... sorry.

My mother makes me so dang MAD!!

I know she's aging but I think she's starting to get more crazy than ever... too much aspartame or something.

She just can't have a conversation... if I'm giving her a short answer to her question, etc., in mid-sentence she'll just start talking again, often about something completely different. I've had to call her out on the rudeness of her verbally trampling on me by not listening to a word I say and just jumping in mid-sentence (or ignoring me completely, as if I said nothing) - she just gets mad for me being "rude and disrespectful" for not allowing her to do anything she damned-well wants.

While I appreciate gifts... like the banana bread she baked and shared with me, I hate how every gift has strings attached... I must make a big show of how incredibly appreciative I am, how amazingly good her cooking/gift is and do so repeatedly for months - otherwise I'm "ungrateful".

Worse... she only respects the rich. She'll endlessly talk about family/friends and their million-dollar houses, expensive vacations, and powerful/lucrative jobs. She wonders why I get upset when I'm subjected to this endless bragging/moaning about material... and that she never mentions me to anyone - how I'm nobody because I'm not rich. I had a wonderful family and was sole provider - nothing. I won international music competitions - nothing (she only likes jazz so my orchestral music is worthless too.) Pointing out I might've been more wealthy if I'd had some guidance in life (instead of absence) and she hadn't stolen my college fund for herself when divorcing my dad... well, she usually blows a gasket and gets vindictive until she's lonely again.

I'm 90% sure she's an aspie... but she's in the deepest denial I've ever seen. She'll stay in the dark of her basement for a month, have ZERO friends, and still claim she's life-of-the-party sociable!

I was sickened by our visit to a dream-home lottery... the house was a marvel of excess with little practicality... FIVE freakin' wine 'fridges! And she's just about creaming herself over it... she'd lose everything in taxes to live there...


*whew*

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going to work in less than an hour

very depressing

Seeing someone I know (albeit not that well) when I was out who didn't even look at me. They couldn't fail to have seen me though.