I'm having a terrible day. Or maybe it's just a crankytastic day. I went to the drs. I have vertigo and high blood pressure. I'm refusing to acknowledge one of them. Sadly, I'm okay with the vertigo. Now, I'm broke, freaked out, I can't even skate, and I still hate my freaking job. Bitch. Whine. Moan. I know people have it worse than I do. But goddammit that's my usual state of mind. Pity party of one. I'm going to stay up until the wee hours watching Buffy. Ugh.
jeremisio:
Buffy heals all wounds...for a time.
neverchewapickle:
I ve been using whedon verse as therapy for a few things now. Buffy is helpful, but sometimes it opens things up a little more. How are you young sir?
