Bah.

[sandmansister]

Bone-ass tired. Sore. Grumpy.

Stoopit hormones.

Stoopit still-not-feeling-a-lot-better ribs.

Bah, I say.




Yeah, I know, I know... I'm not on fire. I haven't lost an eye. Which means I have no real excuse for being grumpy... which only makes me grumpier.

Bah.

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Re: Um, well...

[minirth.livejournal.com]

My mom has become much more realistic in the past several years, which helps a lot. :) She's still a bit more of a whitelighter than I would like, but I don't feel the urge to kill her every time we talk! :)

Re: Um, well...

[sandmansister.livejournal.com]

I also jokingly remind myself that I'm not on fire and haven't put out an eye so I can get perspective on things... but today it's just making me feel guilty for being grumpy.

Again I say, "Stoopit hormones."

And also... my mom too. She gets that I must bitch or explode... and listens when I tell her, "Don't fix it, just listen!" which makes me far less hostile. :P