Sucketh

 I’ve been feeling so bullety lately:

*It sucks to have the first thing you do when you get to work is check your e-mail with your heart in your throat hoping you’re not gonna get some crazy notice that your job is waving bye bye.

*It sucks to get to work 15 minutes late even though you should have been on time!

*It sucks to have too many animals in your house and not a damn clue what to do with them because you really don’t want them all.

*It sucks when your heart is so huge that you ended up with 4 damn cats ANYWAY!

*It sucks when you have a bunch of money in your bank account but you can only think of practical and logical things to do with it instead of enjoying life for a just a sweet brief moment.

*It sucks to have to talk to your fiance about how you really REALLY don’t want to move into his parents house unless it’s a last result and having him look like you’re stepping on his face repeatedly.

*It sucks to not know what’s going to happen with your job and you can’t even think straight all day because you’re waiting for a meeting of doom, or a message of horror, or something else that is going to ruin your life.

*It sucks to be on a diet and only have a quarter of a half of a turkey breast and a giant pile of peas for dinner.

*It sucks to not have my body the way I want it.

*It sucks to even be writing this entry.

*I shall make it not suck by writing something lovely in my next one!