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Nov. 20th, 2006 12:17 amI would like to kill our doctor for changing mom's antidepressants. It's either that, or I kill mom. Jesus Christ, she's driving me fucking nuts.
Admittedly, I've been crankier than usual, but I'm gearing up for PMS, so there is my excuse. Still, we haven't fought this often over stupid shit since 2002!! Even her sitting next to me while watching a DVD irritates me! And don't even get me started on the food chewing thing. I don't care if a person is chewing with their mouth closed or not....being able to hear them chewing is just fucking disgusting. It makes me want to be sick.
Food related: I haven't been eating much in the past few days because I'm really sick and tired of all the junk food type crap. And the grease. Hell, even sugar is starting to get to me. Nothing looks appetizing. I open the cupboard and see cans of cheesyburger ravioli, chili, and spaghetti o's, and I don't want anything to do with them. The only two things this past week that I've enjoyed eating were the breadsticks and the garden salad from the one restaurant in town that delivers. And this is bad because if there's one thing that I have learned, it is that when you're poor, you eat what you have.
Wtf is wrong with me?
Admittedly, I've been crankier than usual, but I'm gearing up for PMS, so there is my excuse. Still, we haven't fought this often over stupid shit since 2002!! Even her sitting next to me while watching a DVD irritates me! And don't even get me started on the food chewing thing. I don't care if a person is chewing with their mouth closed or not....being able to hear them chewing is just fucking disgusting. It makes me want to be sick.
Food related: I haven't been eating much in the past few days because I'm really sick and tired of all the junk food type crap. And the grease. Hell, even sugar is starting to get to me. Nothing looks appetizing. I open the cupboard and see cans of cheesyburger ravioli, chili, and spaghetti o's, and I don't want anything to do with them. The only two things this past week that I've enjoyed eating were the breadsticks and the garden salad from the one restaurant in town that delivers. And this is bad because if there's one thing that I have learned, it is that when you're poor, you eat what you have.
Wtf is wrong with me?
