April 8th, 2004

Silver

Venting

All day I've been wanting to throw things. Or curl up in a ball somewhere. Either would've been fine. Except that I'm not distructive and I can't skip out on work, so of course I did neither. I can't imagine I was much fun to be around, though.

It's not any one thing that's wrong. It's a whole bunch of little things that probably wouldn't be a problem on their own, or at least this much of a problem. And they seem so petty. But, dammit, I feel like shutting myself in my room for the next couple days and not doing anything. But then I'd feel guilty because there's so much that needs to get done. Which is part of the problem in the first place.

I'm sure it doesn't help things that I'm aparently running a low fever (98.9) and am probably PMSing. (I never PMS stong enough to say "oh, I'm PMSing" - I always realize it after the fact - but, it's been 6 weeks since my last period, so there's a good chance.)

I should probably be in bed by now, but I'm too emotionally wound up, so I'm here in stead, typing on LJ and listening to Evanescence.

I can't be bothered to spell check this so sorry if I misspelled anything. I just wanted to vent.
  • Current Music
    Evanescence