In Which Our Heroine Whines. A Lot.

Life is kind of sucking right now. I haven’t been writing or working on my novel very much this week.

I haven’t made it to the gym for the past week and a half. I tend to feel like shit when I don’t work out, but I haven’t been getting up in time to make it to the gym, and I hate going at night because it’s crowded and full of people and I HATE PEOPLE. Ok, not really, I just hate the ones who like to show off their packages in spandex shorts and weight belts and stand around getting in my sweaty way.

And I lost my cell phone last and even though I have a snazzy (read: expensive) alarm clock, the cell phone alarm did a better job of waking me up. The alarm on the replacement phone is suck-ass.

(And I think I’m still traumatized by spending roughly eleventy billion hours on hold with Sprint over the course of four days. Fucking customer service outsourcing. Rage.)

What else sucks now? Oh, my roommate hasn’t paid me yet for his share of this month’s astronomical utilities bill. Which will be taken out of my bank account oh, tomorrow. And I can’t exactly demand the money, because he hasn’t been paid yet for his new job and according to him, he has 60 cents in his checking account. Fucking AC. I hate AC. I don’t even use AC and I’m subsidizing my roommates’ use. UPDATE: Dude paid me. Just in time.

I’ve been overeating, too. Which makes me feel like crap. And then I eat some more.

Today, I found a rip in a favorite newish sweater. Of course I found the rip after I left the house.

I stubbed my two left pinky toes two days ago. There was a lot of blood. I’ll see if I can post a picture later. It’s still really owie.

I’ve been totally unproductive at work this week, too. When not dealing with totally annoying fucktards of co-workers.

And if I were a Together and Functional, Emotionally Healthy Person, I’d go eat some whole grains and tofu and go meditate on something or other. Do some yoga. But, I’m not. I’ll probably just go eat Haagen-Daz and read a trashy romance novel after work.