1 hour ago
Monday, December 21, 2009
This Is Bull Shit
What's BS? Pull up a chair and let me rant on for a bit. I'm riding on an emotional roller coaster and I'm a pain in the ass to anyone that comes close to me. I could hang a sign on my mail box, "bitch lessons taught here by a over qualified butch bitch". I'm at a point where I don't like myself and I can't wait to get over "this", whatever state I'm in right now.
What's causing me to spit more nails than normal?
Hormonal jazz, I did just get a full H so it's my body getting use to the vacancy.
With the above I haven't had great sex in four weeks. That alone is enough to kill assholes that I encounter on the road, or in the crazed people packed malls, even the grocery store is unsafe with me pushing the cart. Just put me in a padded room for fucks sakes.
No alcoholic beverages because I'm on a prescription that says so. I even looked up what the affects would be if I did drink and since it wasn't a deterioration of the drug but rather more on the affects of what the combo would do to me (cramps, vomiting and psychotic reactions) I'll pay attention to the directions. But for fuck's sakes I have to wait one day after the pills are done before I can have a holiday beer. FML.
Needless to say I'm living with my headphones on because I feel sorry for the people and animals that have to put up with my shit. The Wife and I have argued more in the past two weeks than what we have for the past two years. I've even yelled at my dog and I've yelled louder at my Dad but luckily he can't hear shit. I'm a Bitch. And don't even try telling me to Dyke it up unless you want some roofing nails in your eyes.
Hopefully as this week progresses and I get released from the no sex and done with the pills phase, I'll be back to my normal self.
So Happy Holidays everyone...love, peace and all that other crap.