Warning: This is another complaint post. Sorry. I'll try to alternate complaints with fun stories, jokes, etc. Hmm, I think it is also a bit slightly graphic. Appologies to my male audience members.
To begin with, Marley was dead. Yes, Marley is the name of this month's discarded, unloved gamete. My body is once again informing me of the fact that I am, indeed, not pregnant. Which I knew anyway, since it's not actually possible (divine inspiration aside) for me to be in such a way.
But anyway, I have cramps and I don't like them. :P Yuck. That's all I'm going to say on the matter, since I do not wish to allow them the pleasure of knowing the agony they have heaped on me.
Mom and Mike and I watched Love Actually today. And now we're watching Scrooge. Fun day!!
I wish I had the music to Scrooge. That would be cool.
Now I'm going to complain on the subject of monetariality. With a song!
"I hate money. I detest it! I deplore it!
Fools who have no money spend it.
Get near debt then try to end it
Ask mom for more but feeling bad.
Wishing I had a job to earn it.
Soft-hearted me! Gift-giving me!
Clean-living, spending and giving too much!
Situations like this are of abomination to me
I hate money! I loathe money! I despire and abominate money!
And I don't care that it hates me!"
Grr. Argh. I'm bad at keeping track of it and of not spending it. It's Christmas!!!! I love getting things for people! They smile and they laugh and I love it!!! I just wish it didn't take money to do so. And I know, it doesn't always... there are gifts you can make yourself. But sometimes that's not the right gift. I should have tried harder to get a job while I was home. And I should have worked harder on actually going through my old stuff from high school like I told mom that I would. Grr. Argh.
Uhm... something happy, something happy... I had a zebra cake today. Mom bought it for me. :) I haven't had a zebra cake in a while.
Cramps are a humbug. I'm going to curl up in a warm blanket and drink my lemonade and hope to feel better soon.
Until the next,
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