Grrr.
I'm feeling bitchy and mean spirited. I think it's because I'm busy, but at the same time, bored and lonely. They say "just keep busy"...hell, *I* say that, but when there's NOTHING fun to do at the moment, and I'm feeling lazy and irritable, all the things that I *should* be doing just piss me off instead of making me feel productive, so I don't do them, then my house is a mess and THAT pisses me off, then I start feeling blown off by friends, and that just makes me want to go tear some heads off.
I want to move. I hate this house, with all the clutter and stupid shit that I don't feel is mine to throw out, I hate the majority of the pets, all they do for me is be nuisances, I hate the fact that we're not walking distance to the library, or any stores, or anything that I'm used to being within quick walking distance. There's a *beautiful* house for rent *just* around the corner from the shop, but there's no way I can move in there. It's been for rent for months and months, and I joke that it's *MY* house and just waiting for me, heh. But I know it's not. Someone else will scoop it up and love it. Just like every damn thing else I want.
*pout* Poor me. (blech - self pity leaves a foul taste in my mouth)
Add to the fact that I joined a community called "Kisses" on Orkut, and it's all about talking about what kinds of kisses you like, your best kiss, defining "bad" kissers, blah blah blah, and I have nothing to contribute, simply because I havn't been kissed in like ... fucking 4 years. And I am *spectacularly* kissable. I've got great lips, my mouth is warm and soft and inviting. *I'd* kiss me, heh. I miss kissing. It's one of my favorite parts of being in a relationship, and the last guy I was with didn't so much dig it. That'll definitely be a requirement for the next guy, I'll tell you what.
*wahwahwah* Oh woe is me, I'm so fucking pathetasad right now. Aargh, I irritate myself.
Oh, and I've got a headache. Maybe I just need some food.
I want to move. I hate this house, with all the clutter and stupid shit that I don't feel is mine to throw out, I hate the majority of the pets, all they do for me is be nuisances, I hate the fact that we're not walking distance to the library, or any stores, or anything that I'm used to being within quick walking distance. There's a *beautiful* house for rent *just* around the corner from the shop, but there's no way I can move in there. It's been for rent for months and months, and I joke that it's *MY* house and just waiting for me, heh. But I know it's not. Someone else will scoop it up and love it. Just like every damn thing else I want.
*pout* Poor me. (blech - self pity leaves a foul taste in my mouth)
Add to the fact that I joined a community called "Kisses" on Orkut, and it's all about talking about what kinds of kisses you like, your best kiss, defining "bad" kissers, blah blah blah, and I have nothing to contribute, simply because I havn't been kissed in like ... fucking 4 years. And I am *spectacularly* kissable. I've got great lips, my mouth is warm and soft and inviting. *I'd* kiss me, heh. I miss kissing. It's one of my favorite parts of being in a relationship, and the last guy I was with didn't so much dig it. That'll definitely be a requirement for the next guy, I'll tell you what.
*wahwahwah* Oh woe is me, I'm so fucking pathetasad right now. Aargh, I irritate myself.
Oh, and I've got a headache. Maybe I just need some food.
posted by Juby at 6:41 PM
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