Things

I'm in a funky mood today and I'm raging with jealousy over something that I can't possibly give a justifiable reason for why, either. It's been going on since last night. It was questioned, of course, but I shrugged it off (much like I always do). How can I explain that I have no right to be jealous of this[you] because of some silly pictures?

...sigh.

I was so exhausted last night I ended up going to bed at eleven thirty after watching something on MTV called "Laguna Beach" ? No idea what this was, and at first I thought it was softcore porn because of all the girlies hugging/kissing but as it turns out, they were just saying their goodbyes to each other. In a softcore porn-style way. =
I digress.

I didn't sleep so well. My mind kept roaming all over the place, mostly out of the country, and when it finally settled on a bed for the night, it was past midnight. So much for being so tired I thought I would pass out as soon as I lay down.

I must have tossed and turned alot during the night.

I woke up in a rather cranky mood, to my cellphone shrilling obnoxiously from my computer desk in the bedroom. I stumble out of bed, whacking my ankle on the bedpost in doing so, and lunged for my phone the second it stopped ringing. (1) New Message. It's that mfing fax message again, that I cannot turn off. At seven mfing thirty this morning.

So there we have it. I'm cranky and jealous. Today is going to suck so much ass and it's not even ten o'clock yet. Huzzah.