Grouchmonster
Friday, December 17, 2010
For no particular reason at all, i've been wearing my grouch face all week. I'm pretty sure I've been walking around with a Charlie Brown grey cloud of misery hanging above my head. Lame, since there are no causes. Everything's good, but I'm sure finding reasons to act sour.
Yesterday morning, I got a phone call with some amazing news that should have thrown me out of the funk, but come Thursday afternoon, I was still growling up a storm. I thought I'd roll out of bed this morning all sun and smiles, but someone who' I've pushed out of my mind for the last seven months felt the need to insert himself into ALL eight hours of my dream-filled sleep to remind me that he still exists. He wasn't very nice, either. You can imagine now, that on top of crabby, I'm also walking around with a bit of sad-bastard heartbreak. god dammit.
this crap attitude needs to end. now. it's not condusive to my lifestyle.
Yesterday morning, I got a phone call with some amazing news that should have thrown me out of the funk, but come Thursday afternoon, I was still growling up a storm. I thought I'd roll out of bed this morning all sun and smiles, but someone who' I've pushed out of my mind for the last seven months felt the need to insert himself into ALL eight hours of my dream-filled sleep to remind me that he still exists. He wasn't very nice, either. You can imagine now, that on top of crabby, I'm also walking around with a bit of sad-bastard heartbreak. god dammit.
this crap attitude needs to end. now. it's not condusive to my lifestyle.