How is it possible

Gilly Bean

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to have only been up a half an hour, and yet, to know instinctivly that today is your WORST DAY EVER?!?!?!?
 
You don't understand, I've already resorted to kicking and cursing (very loudly, and in front of the neighbors) at my car.

Then, I threw things.


I had a temper tantrum.



And I am still wired and pissed off!
 
Gilly Bean said:
You don't understand, I've already resorted to kicking and cursing (very loudly, and in front of the neighbors) at my car.

Then, I threw things.


I had a temper tantrum.



And I am still wired and pissed off!

All that in 1/2 hr.?
It doesn't look good.
 
-insert really loud scream here- I just took a bite of my hubby made breakfast, and didn't even bite down fully before grease spit out, and burned my lip.









I HATE TODAY
 
Ummmm ... that's a bad day ... really bad bad bad ....

Unsolicited advice: Go to bed, go directly to bed, pull the covers over your head, pretend you are dead.
 
It's beautiful, but I do believe that I am beyond help today.


I need to really take up recreational drugs, so I can drift away on a cloud of chemical bliss.


Hell, where's my old scrip of vicodan?
 
Maybe this joke'll brighten things up a bit...

A woman stopped by, unannounced, at her recently- married son's house. She rang the doorbell and walked in. She was shocked to see her daughter-in-law lying on the couch, totally naked. Soft music was playing, and the aroma of perfume filled the room. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm waiting for my husband to come home from work," the daughter-in-law answered.

"But, you're naked!" the mother-in-law exclaimed. "This is my love dress," the daughter-in-law explained. "Love dress? But you're naked!"

"My husband loves me to wear this dress," she explained. "It excites him to no end. Every time he sees me in this dress, he instantly becomes romantic and ravages me for hours on end. He can't get enough of me."

The mother-in-law left. When she got home, she undressed, showered, put on her best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic CD, and lay on the couch waiting for her husband to arrive. Finally, her husband came home. He walked in and saw her lying there so provocatively. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"This is my love dress," she whispered, sensually.

"Needs ironing," he said. "What's for dinner?
 
Gilly Bean said:
to have only been up a half an hour, and yet, to know instinctivly that today is your WORST DAY EVER?!?!?!?

Big kiss and Hug for you Gilly.

Get to feeling better.
 
Hey

Gilly Bean said:
It's beautiful, but I do believe that I am beyond help today.


I need to really take up recreational drugs, so I can drift away on a cloud of chemical bliss.


Hell, where's my old scrip of vicodan?

I have some percocet!
 
Hugs Gilly Bean

try to attempt to do something you enjoy. Hang in there the next 24 hours.

Peace,
Tulip
 
woodcarver said:
I think we all need to gang up on her and do a mass pampering on that fine ass of hers.

But that's only my opinion and it's shady at best.
I tried... and failed miserably

Good luck anyways...
 
See, I'm just crabby Miss today. :(


This blows. I'm going to log off, finish my 1:30pm breakfast, and hit my pillow repeatedly. Because it's wrong to hit the walls.
 
You know what's really fucking helpful?


Having your husband tell you that "In the grand scheme of things, it's really not that bad"


I'm sorry, but when you are in one of those moods where your body is just taunt with feeling, and every little touch or word, or motion feels like setting you off, are those really the words you want to hear?
 
Gilly Bean said:
to have only been up a half an hour, and yet, to know instinctivly that today is your WORST DAY EVER?!?!?!?
Oh God, that doesn't sound good. *licks* You need a hug. *licks*
 
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