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sooo.. tired...

i'm tired. and weary. had a shit day from hell. give or take.

got paid at michaels. was about $50 more than i expected. this not having state tax ripped from my pay every single period certainly helps matters.

speaking of periods.

mine's late. WAY late.

like 4 or 5 days.

which isn't really that late, but i'm NEVER late. i'm like clockwork. 28 days. boom, there's blood, cramping, bloating from hell.

but now i just have the moodiness.

course, now that i'm complaining about it, i'll prolly start tomorrow.

i need a nap.

also, for the record: i love my mother (and brother) dearly. i live for them, love them to the other earth and back, as it were. a lot of what i say in here is venting, things that i need to vent about, or i will burst. the stress is largely because of the three of us are cramped into a very small one bedroom apartment. that's enough to drive ANYONE batty.

but because EVERY little thing and EVERY one is pissing me off tonight, i'm going to crawl into bed and go to sleep before i hurt something.. or worse (like cry.)


Sep. 5th, 2003 11:03 pm (UTC)

even in a 3 bedroom house, where each of us have our own bedroom, I still find my mom (less often) and my sister (quite frequently) aggravating me beyond belief.

and! I've never had the chance to get used to living on my own. if I moved back into this situation, after being on my own, it'd be hella worse.
Sep. 17th, 2003 01:02 pm (UTC)

you would think that after 5 months, that i would be a BIT more acclimated to this, but no.

i guess there's something a bit frustrating about putting in a 14 hour day like i did yesterday, climbing into bed the second i get home, and seeing my brother, the one who gets the bedroom, go out to play...


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