Well, the weekend is over, but my crappy mood is still here. I must be PMS-ing, because really, why else would I be such a horrible crank the last couple days? Could have something to do with being broke, and having a tough weekend of work, accompanied with little sleep, but since I feel like crying, and there is no reason for a good cry, I'll say it's PMS.
My weekend started out with my being an idiot and locking myself out of the house as I was leaving for coffee with Cookeroo and Film Star. Took all day to find V-man to get back in the house, but at least got some visiting in with friends at the Pub while I hunted him down. When I finally got cleaned up for the night, we headed out to a local pool hall for Sandra Dee's going away bash. She's heading back to th UK and her new hubby today...We'll miss ya Sandra Dee!!! I must say, for the most part I had a good time, but the booze took over B-Rock and I, and we ended up hating each other by the end of the night. And it's all my fault, he can't handle me when I'm whiny for stupid reasons, and I know that, so I should have laid off. But knowing when to keep my mouth shut is not one of my strong suits. After a day off from each other, we were doing a bit better by Sunday afternoon, but I was still cranky, and he was tired, but no more drama came of it, so all is well, I'm sure. To top off my crappy Friday night, Burger King forgot my onion rings, and for some reason that I can't recall, that was the downfall of humanity.
I did nothing on Saturday from what I can recall. Other than lay around and I went grocery shopping, and spent a ridiculous amount of money on healthy, tasty food. Eating pasta and sandwiches all the live long days, sure gets boring, but it's definatly cheaper!
Sunday was a bit better, although I didn't get as much sleep as I should have as my bladder woke me up. B-Rock came over for drinks and TV watching, and it was the V-man's birthday, so we headed out for Trivia, and then I regretfully had to leave, but I assume that the boys had a good time, as GQ and Hobbsley were comatose in the living room when I got home this morning, and there were many an empty beer bottle throughout the house. Well, I sure hope V-man had a good birthday, and all the free shooters he recieved earlier in the evening didn't keep him in the loo all night barfing. I know that's what I would have been doing, had I done 3 shots of whisky and a shot of Jagermeister before I even started in on the beer! :)
But now it's Monday, and I have a chance to start fresh and have a spanktastic week, if the universe doesn't keep me from doing so. I have alot to get done, and with any luck, the weather will warm up a tad, so I can do the tasks that need accomplishing around the city. Also, Kevin Smith is on Degrassi tonight again, so I have something to look forward to! It really is the small things that can drive you crazy and make your day, all at the same time.
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