Being a Girl
A friend and I were in her car this morning, on the way from Jack-in-the-Box (I know, it's the last thing I need) and we were talking about birth control. She said that they've done wonders for her mood and that ever since turning 20, she's been less moody.
She considers 20 old.
I guess it placed into perspective my usual lament about, "I'm too old for this shit."
20 is not old. And neither is 27.
Moods though, my God. What a clusterfuck that is. I've been weepy and irritated and just unbearable for weeks now. I know that's whats driving my recent feelings and actions. Sucks big fat monkey nuts. This evening I nearly had a total cryfest because I was home alone and it's flippin' frigid in the apt. But that's not the reason. I was looking at baby pictures and all I wanted to do was call my mother and weep.
But, as we all know, weeping never solves anything.
Comments
you gotta weep AND wimper... and pout, it works! try it! :D
Posted by: j | December 9, 2005 07:22 AM
Gen, and how long have you known me... You just like my sexy pout.
Posted by: Andrea | December 9, 2005 08:12 AM
thank goodness me had lunch already.
Posted by: j | December 9, 2005 11:26 AM