Random Thoughts

I am addicted to Breyer's peppermint cookie ice cream. At first I wasn't sure if I liked it, but the more times I ate it, the more I liked it. Despite the fact that the cookie pieces have a less than appealing look to them, they're really freaking good. I so need to get another carton of it.

I am such a freaking basket case right now and all I keep thinking is my hormones are out of whack, which is making me even worse of a basket case. Not to mention my nose is super dry, my throat is super dry and sore, and my eyes are off and on dry. I have had vertigo all day. I feel like someone is sitting on my chest, I feel like I am having trouble breathing, and my heart feels fluttery, which is making me feel really anxious, which in turn is making the latter 3 worse. And all I keep thinking is, this is all a sign of perimenopause. I feel like I am about to lose my mind.

And you know what isn't helping my bad mood? My mom and I got into a fight earlier. I promise this time that it was not yours truly who instigated it. My mother has had a stick and a half up her ass the past few days so I guess she decided it was time to take it out on me and I being someone who never has less than a few sticks up her ass, went right back at her.

And going back to the whole perimenopause thing, between that, my constant anxiety over things, the never ending reel of horrible images of horrible things happening....the last thing I needed was for That Thing to come back. I always say there are a handful of things that would lead me to suicide and I don't doubt that That Thing is one of them, because it's going to drive me into absolute madness one of these days. It's already doing a pretty damn good job of it.

I keep planning on a second post discussing That Thing and some things from that letter that I found, as well as discussing the whole abasophiliac thing, but I have obviously not done so yet.

I picked up this chart to work on on Thursday and didn't finish it until right before I went to lunch on Friday. It was a nightmare. The whole time I was typing it, all I kept thinking was I have no idea what I am doing. I felt like I was going to lose my mind. After I finished setting it up, I thought dear god please let there be no problems with what I did and then packed it up.

I swear, if this computer doesn't kick the bucket soon, I am going to scream.

JFC People

The first time I "liked" Breyer's on Facebook, I noticed a good majority of their comments were people complaining about certain products being "frozen dairy dessert" instead of ice cream. And to this day, people are STILL bitching and bitching and bitching about it. Here's an idea, folks- it's quite simple, I promise- DON'T BUY THE FREAKING PRODUCTS. No one is holding a gun to your head and forcing you to buy them.

And on Friday, my FWA's friend was complaining about how she has been written up so many times for being late and was finally warned that the next time could be her last. And then she actually was bitching about it and acting all poor woe is me the big bad corporation is being mean. I wanted so badly to turn to her and say "JFC, what is wrong with you? Where on earth have you worked before that you honestly do not see anything wrong with constant tardiness? Because honey, you do realize if you worked somewhere else, your ass would have been fired a long time ago?". I just can't understand the things my coworkers complain about it.

And then one day the prior week, we found out we were not being paid for the snow day and she and my FWA start bitching about how they live paycheck to paycheck. I won't even get into my FWA and her living paycheck to paycheck but is having a baby, because I just can't, but the other one is bitching about being a single mother and living paycheck to paycheck....yet she can order out lunch every day. Ones that are at a very minimum $10 a day. So at least $50 a week.