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09 March 2010
This is a whiiiiiining thread Bring all your whines to me.→[More:]I haaaaate all my clothes. I want new clothes but I have no mooooney. I don't waaaant to go to the gym tonight.
I can't breaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaathe. I'm hunnnnnnnnnnnngry. I can't have daiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrry. I'm booooooooooored. I'm tired of waiiiiiiiiiiiting.
Aaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllll I did was reach around in back to pick up something off the floor!! Now I can barely turn my head!! WTH?! Normal people pull muscles by rock climbing or playing tennis, I do it by sitting in my living room!!!! *whine*
I'm tiiiiiiired. I don't know where my energy's goooone. Am I just still fighting off a long lingering cold? Am I just old? Just out of shape? Not getting enough iron? Can this body be saved? I want my energy baaaaaaaaaack!
Pleeeeeease raise my taxes and make a new system so we all don't die either penniless and alooone or leaving our loved ones with big confuuusing debts.
I could use some new clothes toooooo, not to mention haircut and just forget about the booooootoooooox. I don't ever look professional or hip, and I fritter away all my money on fooooood and biiiils.
Normal people pull muscles by rock climbing or playing tennis, I do it by sitting in my living room!!!!
I am feeling you, Melismata. I:
- bent down to pick up a book, and
- spent four hours in the car yesterday.
Thanks to that combination of events, I am now in spasm and moving sideways, like a crab.
Sorry, this is a whining thread: siiiiiiiiidewayyyyyyyys, like a craaaaaaaaaayyyyaaaaaaaab.
I have a heaaaaaaaaadache. I'm dogsitting for my mom and this dog is insufferably whiny and yappy. I have stuff to do today but I don't feeeeeeel like it.
amro and specklet, me too. only i'm muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccccchhhh
bigger than both of you put together and my hubby brought home 3 CASES of milky ways from a job he did and it's NOT FAIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I wanna be glamorous and skinny like all those Oscar Ladies and instead I'm middle aged and not skinny and I don't have one of those shiny dresses and even if I had one I don't have anyplace to wear it and besides, I'm not even nominated for an award, it's just not fairrrrrrrrrrrr.
I fiiinally found a dentist open in the evenings, but only Thursdays. Husband just signed up for a 3 month continuing ed class--on Thursdays. Now I have to wait until June to fix the damage done my constant *clenching*. My TEEEEEEFFF!! My TEEEEEFFF! They need dentisting!! From the CLENCHING! And this is WHY I do the CLENCHING!!!
I'm tired, cause I'm always tired, and I want to have energy so I can haz fun. I'ma go to the grocery now and get something non-dairy, and some NA beers, and go home and pretend to have fun.
Dairy gives me gaaaaassssss, and bloaoaoaoaoatingggg, but I craaave cheeese, delicious, melty mac-n-cheeeeese. Booze makes me feel crappppy, but I want a glasss of wiiiine.
Water heater got disconnected somehow in the storm last night so no hot water at 6am-ish when I wanted a shower. Of course I discover the no hot water deal after standing naked in the shower waiting shivering for the water to get hot! Gyah!
I don't waaaaaaanna grade all these suuuuuucky papers... stupid idiot principal insisting on FOUR fucking marking periods in one semester. Moron.
I'm sooooooo tired. Anyone have any speed?
My department had a meeting and nobody told me the room was changed. I sat all by my looooonesome for fifteeeeeeen minutes like a schmooooooo before I realized and checked the room upstairs. To think I was gonna help with the curriculum too. None of them even knooooooow what a freakin' curriculum is. Double morons.
Meh. I want a beeeeeeach. And palm treeeeees. And a haaaaaammock. Dammit. Nooooooooooooow... poop.
I was travelling forever and now I have to travel some more. And I know I chose it and I enjoy this but I'm tiiiiiiiiiired and I don't waaaaaant to open three weeks of mail.
I reserved a copy of Final Fantasy XIII three weeks ago, took off early to go drive half an hour to pick it up, and waited all day today to play it because I've been busy. I even took tomorrow off from work because I knew I was going to be up all night playing it (yeah sad, I know).
So I just opened the bag in a flurry of excitement after anticipating playing this allllllll day, and the guy gave me the xbox version instead of the playstation version. So right now I really hate that guy. I really do. And I demolished the box and wrapping and all because I wasn't paying attention to the fact that it was an xbox game until I had destroyed the wrapper while opening. Now they're going to give me a hard time when I try to exchange it after tomorrow's second half hour drive.
( I realize how pathetic it sounds to whine about not being able to play a damn video game. What a problem to have, right? )
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