I've been in a semi-melancholi mood lately. With quick bursts of euphoria FALLOWED by guilt anger and depression. Such is life these days.
I'm thinking of joining a gym. I figured 15 dollars a month is reasonable. But I know how I am. When I get depressed you can hardly get me out of bed much less out of the house and active. I only go to work and home. So pathetic.
I want the life my childhood promised.
My little town has had some major headlines this week.
We had a drive by elephant shooting earlier last week. And this week we have had the guy arrested for sending resin to a senator and the president.
It's crazy people lately and I seem surrounded by them!
I just want to complain right now because tomorrow is my gynochology visit.
Complain all you want about the dentist but this visit is 100 times worse. Last time I wanted to cry.
Thank family history for this one.
Evidentally this is just my shouting board lately bc I'm doing a shitty job at communicating back to anyone.
Saw the Boston marathon incident today. My initial reaction was government conspiracy with some agenda. Guess I've been hanging out with too many conspiracy theorists? Guess they'll want to take our garbage cans away now cause they hide bombs.
Sorry. I'm evidentally in a mood.
Saw another episode of the bible. I'm still convinced judas is portrayed wrong. He was Jesus BFF and in order for the good stuff to happen Jesus had to be betrayed. It obviously torn him up inside else he wouldn't have killed himself.
Yes I'm a bit crazy in my thought but I think for myself occasionally.
So back to gynochology. I hate it who invented this shit? Men? Hate you too.
Last night I dreamed someone asked me to marry them I jumped and said yes then woke up wondering who I said yes to. I probably married a book. It was all typed out for me.
Went searching for a new bathing suit. Looked like a bomb went off in there. Gave up. They probably thought I was shoplifting. They just don't know I'm the most paranoid person on the planet. Able to jump to conclusions in a mere 5 seconds.
Gotta love it.
I think I'm manic depressive.
One day the world is bright and shiny then it's all falling apart.
I'm seriously tired of my own drama!
I'd much rather deal with other people's than my own.
I got the strangest complement from a higher up boss this week (after my melt down).
I was specifically told I was NOT they're favorite. About 20 times... I'm not good with subtle so it's a good thing it was repeated so much or I wouldn't have caught the sarcasm. The veiled meaning... Perhaps I am a favored?
Today was one of the days I wanted to walk out the door after saying "I quit!" really loudly to some asshole that holds my paychecks.
Any given day that I log in now I've always seem to have a message from someone claiming to "help" me. I think I get more spam here than in my regular email. Just wondering if anyone else gets this?
Not a fan of trying to read foreign languages in a dream when I'm trying my darndest to dial 911 on my phone and its got the evil tendency to do everything but what I'm needing it to do.
Why was I trying to dial 911? It had everything to do with the fact that my mother brother and I drove up to a railroad track where multiple cars were set on fire and it really seemed to me that people were inside trying to get out.
My brother seemed put out by my hysteria. And then we almost ran over a suspicious cloaked figure as well.
Finally at the house of some married couple I felt very out of place and the 911 panic left.
I have had an absolutely fabulous week 
I should be on vacation more often!
It was fun while the money lasted.
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