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I'm so sorry to hear about Ted and Coop. That is crappier than anything that has happened to me today.

My worst moment was when the boy I babysit on Fridays woke my kid up 20 minutes after he fell asleep. He sprinted upstairs, jumped on the Emperor and shouted "GREY GREY! GREY GREY!" I know he was just excited to see Grey again but jeez guy, I thought we agreed that we were going to let the baby have a nap.

killing him seems fair here.

He needs to make you brownies. Tonight.

I tripped and scrapped and crushed my hand. Its not broken but I had to walk home covered in blood, hoping no one thought I was a serial killer. It hurts like hell, luckily I'm left handed.

Funny how my reaction was "Holy crepe this hurts! Wait, did anyone see me?"

Then I thought of Hyperbole And A Half, laid there for a second and thought "I wanted the opposite of this."

My friend's jerky husband posted racist stuff on my facebook page by using her facebook! Jerk! forking jerk!

my bubblegum lost its flavor on the bedpost overnight.

We were supposed to get to go see Madhur Jaffrey at a local bookstore, buuuut instead my kid is sick.

My boss said "obviously" I would need to be able to drive around the state for depositions and other aspects of litigation in the future. He said "you do have a car right?"
Me: "No I --"
Him: "That's ok, we'll rent one for you or you can drive mine at some points."
and I finished: "Actually I don't drive."
"What do you mean you don't drive? Do you have a license?"
"Yes I have a license but I haven't driven in 7 years...I'm not ok with driving, I'm very uncomfortable."
"Well driving is going to be necessary."

This comes in a kind of limbo-phase I'm currently in, when in 2 weeks the partners are deciding whether they can hire me for the long-term instead of just at-will.

I cannot drive!!! ahhh! I would be shaking at all times.

I can't seem to stop wearing my heart on my sleeve, and today I got hurt again. Why are these patterns so difficult to break?

My best friend is really, really hurting, and there's nothing I can do for her. I might make things worse if I try.

Being unemployed is getting old.

I love my Women's studies class, but it is really draining for me.

We were talking about the 'It gets better' project and the general trend in bullying, and people were talking about their personal experiences. And so as a prelude to explaining my views on the project (I view it in part as a videographical version of the chicken soup for the teenage soul books (which were sometimes really REALLY dark)) but also recognize that it doesn't always get better and some other things...

But as a prelude I wanted to explain that I had been bullied, but I really didn't want to get into it, so I was trying to think of two succinct points that would illustrate that it was pretty bad... and in the time it took to go over it all in my head, as well as the time it took to get to my hand, I came up with simply saying that I'd been bullied viciously and systematically. That I'd been being called a lesbian before I knew what they were, that I didn't remember most of grade six, and that the kids used to get together and throw me into the garbage can.

I couldn't think for the rest of the class. I was trembling for a while and was really unfocused. I spent the rest of my time pretty much drawing points to put into the final project (which the professor is letting us do a comic)... Now I'm having a hard time concentrating on anything that isn't negative. It all just reminded me of how bad things were, how I stopped singing... How my time from 13 years old to 19 was basically triage humanity.

I don't know. It isn't a happy part of my life and I can't not focus on it right now.

I was super busy and didn't get a chance to stop at all. No lunch, no break, nothing. Plus I walked out of work and the weather was amazing which made me even more grumbley.

I just want to forking sleep for maybe 3 consecutive hours? Please? My acceptance factor with regard to my sleeping is not so great today. Going to be a long day I guess.

Just as I was about to leave for work, my cat peed on a pillow sham that fell on the floor, my dust ruffle, and part of my comforter. This happens way too often.

I went to the heallth food store and when I came out in the rain, I sllipped and fell and skinned my knee.
How embarrassing, damn crocs!

I may have witnessed an old man getting mugged on the street this morning while my bus sped away.

Some random internet stranger called me "ugly" and it seriously set off a trigger in my head. So now I am crying at work and I can't stop.
Worst, is I know it was some butthurt idiot. I KNOW it doesn't matter in my life. But it seems to matter in my deep dark psyche.

((hugs)) People suck. Things like that trigger me too. It just brings up tons of old sucky feelings.
By the way, I saw your picture in the user image thread, and I think you're quite cute <3

That meant more to me than I probably have words for. Thank you so much.

That is complete crepe, don't listen to that jerk. The internet is where some people go to hurt someone's feelings for no reason. =(

I so want to go retaliate for you but I don't really think that would help. Some people just treat other people like shiitake no matter what. ((hugs)) I hope you feel better soon and find some nommy comfort food to help.

they just are. i have found pain to be quite the motivating element for change. the first few times behaving different is awkward, but once you get the swing of things, the shortcoming-(if that's what you want to call it) turns right around to the beat of the freshest hip-hop music.

sucks: had to go to work sick and i have no sick time for the rest of the year.

i went to the huge cemetery where my...friend and i used to drink and take pictures of statues and tombstones and stuff. i walked past all our old spots, and just...i don't know. the general memory of it all made me pretty sad. i'm better now though, i think. i'm home, about to look at all the pics i took today, and i'm drinking tea.

another bad thing about today: i have to prepare my presentation for tomorrow, fork that.

It could be that the spirits on the cemetery are feeling lonely or forgotten, taking them some drink on Nov. 1st might be a nice thing to do.