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be_themoonRandom fact I remembered today - I freak out when I have trouble getting something off of me. Tight shirts, jeans, rings - anything that I have trouble taking off freaks me out so badly. Near-panic attack ensued this morning when I was taking off a ring a friend gave me so I could scrub things. D: (Other weird forms of claustrophobia Betsy has - going underwater. I haven't for a long time, mostly because of my freakishly sensitive eyes (even just regular water in them hurts) but within the past year I realized now going underwater scares me. Hi, I'm Betsy and I have really weird issues.)
I cleaned the kitchen today, up and down and left and right. Scrubbed the sinks, bleached the sinks, scrubbed the dish drainer, cleaned the counters, cleaned out the fridge, swept and mopped the floor, thoroughly cleaned the stovetop, did all the dishes and emptied the dish drainer. Also warmed up leftovers for lunch and made fruit salad to go with them. Was going to make dinner as well, but my dad got pork chops instead of cube steaks, and I don't know how to cook pork chops and am too tired to even want to learn. Am a little disappointed, because I really, really like cube steaks. Maybe sometime next week.
Esther's home from Canada! She's been there the past two weeks, ever since Mary left (who has, uh, broken up with Aidan. I'm ticked. It's not Aidan's fault, it's Mary's - she got all emotional and tired and thought it meant she wasn't in love with him anymore. Urgh.). Anyways, Esther went with her boyfriend Matt's family. I'm a bit angry there as well, because she was here for about an hour in the morning and she's been gone ever since around 11 picking up packages and eating lunch in Sanford with Matt. She also said she's planning on spending time at the King's, and now apparently she's on the phone and not coming home, and I'm tired of being so far down her ladder of priorities that she won't even spend 1/4 of the time with me that she spends with them. Work, school, I'm fine with those. But if she'll skip both of them to spend two weeks with her boyfriend's family and won't spend the four days she has until she starts them up again with us almost at all, I think I have a right to be angry.
Shit. Now I'm in a horrible mood, and crying, and my period is due any day now, yay for out-of-whack hormones. *scowls*
Cheer me up? Anything, really. Pictures, .gifs, awesome fics you read, funny videos, pretty icons, seriously. Help.
I need distractions and I need them fast, and I'm really not feeling like writing right now (I'm fairly certain in this mood I'd screw the whole fic's mood up - I could try writing Susan instead. I might. I just don't know...).
I cleaned the kitchen today, up and down and left and right. Scrubbed the sinks, bleached the sinks, scrubbed the dish drainer, cleaned the counters, cleaned out the fridge, swept and mopped the floor, thoroughly cleaned the stovetop, did all the dishes and emptied the dish drainer. Also warmed up leftovers for lunch and made fruit salad to go with them. Was going to make dinner as well, but my dad got pork chops instead of cube steaks, and I don't know how to cook pork chops and am too tired to even want to learn. Am a little disappointed, because I really, really like cube steaks. Maybe sometime next week.
Esther's home from Canada! She's been there the past two weeks, ever since Mary left (who has, uh, broken up with Aidan. I'm ticked. It's not Aidan's fault, it's Mary's - she got all emotional and tired and thought it meant she wasn't in love with him anymore. Urgh.). Anyways, Esther went with her boyfriend Matt's family. I'm a bit angry there as well, because she was here for about an hour in the morning and she's been gone ever since around 11 picking up packages and eating lunch in Sanford with Matt. She also said she's planning on spending time at the King's, and now apparently she's on the phone and not coming home, and I'm tired of being so far down her ladder of priorities that she won't even spend 1/4 of the time with me that she spends with them. Work, school, I'm fine with those. But if she'll skip both of them to spend two weeks with her boyfriend's family and won't spend the four days she has until she starts them up again with us almost at all, I think I have a right to be angry.
Shit. Now I'm in a horrible mood, and crying, and my period is due any day now, yay for out-of-whack hormones. *scowls*
Cheer me up? Anything, really. Pictures, .gifs, awesome fics you read, funny videos, pretty icons, seriously. Help.
I need distractions and I need them fast, and I'm really not feeling like writing right now (I'm fairly certain in this mood I'd screw the whole fic's mood up - I could try writing Susan instead. I might. I just don't know...).
