I AM CRANKY!!!!

The BBQ Pit
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I have 5 days left till my job is done. I don’t have another part time job to take it’s place. I have a couple good leads, but nothing definate. I have to take 2.5 hours out of my work day to go to the oral surgeon for a consultation and have him tell me that “yep, this is when you show up. This is how you take a valium.” ARGH. It takes a half hour to get there and a half hour to get back, because my insurance company is so hard to deal with that this is the ONLY oral surgeon in the area that is covered. AND I have to go to my dentist beforehand IN ANOTHER TOWN and pick up my X-Rays because THEY NEVER FUCKING SENT THEM. I am tired, and want a nap, and am cranky, and can’t wait till the weekend, except I’m gonna be in a car all weekend, driving to and from NYC. My godparents have too many houseguests, so instead of staying with them, I’ll be taking the train back into Long Island to stay at my Aunt’s house in Massapequa.

No good reason to be cranky, but I am, godammit. I am in a mood which my mother refers to as a “kicking old ladies and pushing over baby carriages mood.” Grrrrr…any other Dopers feeling cranky?

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Really? Couldn’t tell.

I feel you pain with the driving though. I have a 6 hour car ride in an over packed car to do tonight. Fun. Wee. Lifes a bitch then ya die.

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the 10 year old dog we got at a shelter has pissed on my guitar & case, my antique chair, the brick wall in the living room, then as well, the cat has sprayed (diff from pissing) on my 4 yr. olds’ bed, on the clean laundry, on the couch, on my bed, on the carpet all over the spare room…the whole fuckin’ house reeks of various animal piss…

the 4 yr. old that is my sunshine is being rude, belligerent, obnoxious and defiant…

my hubby lost $3,000 somewhere or it was stolen from the van…

said hubby just calls from a restaurant where he tells me he is enjoying a hamburger while knowing that I have to make popcorn for lunch here because there is no food due to no income for the past 2 weeks (and due to losng the aforementioned 3 grand)

I also have my fucking god-damned period, and I get DMS…during menstral syndrome, but no money to purchase feminine hygene products (don’t, for goddess’ sake ask…)

yes, I AM FUCKING CRANKY!!!

we were supposed to take a vacation to virginia (our first vacation in 5 years) to visit my parental units, but now, we can’t even afford the gas to go into downtown montreal.

and I have a huge zit under my eye which keeps distracting me as I try to look at things…

plus the rude mini-dewt is asking for a popsicle, and I am getting angrier and angrier that I can’t afford the 40 cents it would cost…
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK

did I mention that yes, I am indeed cranky?!?!?

psst…can you spare a sig?

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Dylan,
Okay. Relax. I’m soooo there with you. Listen, I’ve got some of this covered.

  1. Got any Kool-Aid? If so, make it. Empty out an ice tray and fill it with the stuff. An hour or two and you’ve got groovy home-made pop cycles. Works every time. Trust me.

  2. Stuck at home? Great. Mix up some baking soda with a little water. Makes a paste. Put in on the zit. It’ll draw out the soreness and help it heal quickly. Ground asperin works too.

  3. DMS? TP is a life-saver in a pinch. Who’s gonna know?

  4. Got any pasta? What about mac and cheese? Okay…worse case…grilled cheese sandwiches? Scrambled eggs? Soup?

  5. When you get the chance, get yourself some stuff called ‘NIX’ for the urine. It’ll take care of it, no problem.

  6. Push up naptime for the kids, take a nice LONG hot bath.

I’m thinking of you.

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<singing drunkenly>
How do ya handle a cranky Swiddles?
How do ya handle a cranky Swiddles?
How do ya handle a cranky Swiddles?
Arleigh in theh marnan’?
<falling over, passing out>

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Really? Your username says SwimmingRiddles.
You really ought to ask TubaDiva to fix that for you. (It’s a lot easier for people talking about you to type “CRANKY” (even with the shift key issue) than to type out that long “SwimmingRiddles” name.

(Are the exclamation points part of the name?)

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Just hit the CAPS LOCK key, Tometc. Or call her “Swiddles” or “Swids” or even “Light of my life without whom I cannot go on,” although that is longer than “SwimmingRiddles.”

John Dvorak (computer guru) once suggested removing the CAPS LOCK key because he never used it and was sick of hitting it by accident. Since it is engaged most of the day for me I am glad nobody listened.

Swids - That sucks.

etgaw1 - Doing the same tomorrow. I feel your pain. Shorter distance (two hours one way) but round trip so I can’t even have a drink.

Dylan - That REALLY sucks. But I’m always happy to find a husband dumber than I.