You're so Vain, You Probably Think this LJ is About You

I am feeling very Charlie Brown-ish lately, so haven't been posting.

I just tried to buy two separate items on two separate websites and as soon as I entered my credit card number on both sites, they froze. So now I can't tell if the orders went through or what. Now I have to wait and see what happens on my credit card. So very irritated.

I think I need a zen master or something. My daily rage is just exhausting.

THANK YOU, whitereflection for my v-gift!!! I have been admiring those drinks since I first saw them. ^_________^

I'm not gonna lie, the closer Christmas gets, the grumpier I am getting. I am just so sick of work - everything about it just makes me want to gag (except for the money...that crap keeps me alive and roof-covered).

Also, it is like 82 degrees and muggy, the air absolutely saturated with water and pollen. I want to stab myself in the eye to relieve the pressure.

So, the plan is: tomorrow is my last day of work for the week (everyone, please cross your fingers that my vacay does not get *yoinked* from me again). Thursday I will: finish my errands (I'm going to the mall two days before Christmas...hold me), pick up groceries and liquor, make my famous sangria for my parent's party, wrap what's left of my presents, and end the day by helping my sister clean my mother's house from top to bottom in preparation for Friday night's party. Will the fun never end?!

Oh, crap...I forgot I have to finish wrapping work gifts. Toodles!

P.S. I can see the moon through the window and it is lovely and large and dusty-yellow in color. ♥

Fuuuuuuck, I'm tired! I'm all wibbly to boot, so odds are I will have a mini-meltdown before too much longer.

Part of my wah wah wah might come from the fact that I am not participating in Nanowrimo this year because see opening statement. I am just all burned out and frazzled and all I want to do when I get  home is crawl into bed and what the fuck is that about anyway? Creativity becomes a burden and a chore.

Okay, I'm done with that.

Now, can someone tell me when Christmas got bumped up to November? There are subdivisions that are decorated for Christmas. I am taking my bullhorn over later and yelling, "It is November 5th, you time-repellent retards! Turn the fucking lights off until Thanksgiving at least!" I mean, I love Christmas like a five-year-old who has been mainlining candy canes and hot cocoa, but back the fuck off! Have some respect for the holiday and its specialness...

Okay, I'm done with that too.

Thanks for reading. Goodnight.