The day didn't get better...

Ok. So the day didn't really get any better. It didn't get any worse, but no better in the same. I hate days like this.

I mean, you'd think I'd be accepting of the crap. Everyone goes through it, it's just a matter of how you deal with it. BULLSHIT! I am so sick of the motivational, inspirational, "you're going to be ok" bullshit comments. Yea, I know. Time heals all wounds. Yea, I know, better place. Yea, I know, you can either fight life tooth and nail or you can accept it and just go with it. I know now, with all my years of wisdom and stuff, that the best thing to do is go with it, but it sucks!

Grrrr. Oh what a day. And there was just one thing that got me going, and I can't seem to let it go. BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I know what happened is not a secret, but I'm still not ready for people to start coming by, asking questions or consoling me. Luckily, it was a friend who did it, but I'm waiting for the gossip mill to get spinning and then have to deal with everyone else. FML.

I really need BBB to call me back. I need something to do after work. I guess I could work out after work, but I much prefer to do it in the morning. If it wasn't so damn hot I'd go for a walk, but I hate getting sweaty. So I cleaned the floors, made dinner and am sitting on the couch. Oh well. I'm supposed to chat with a friend tonight. Actually a couple friends, so that will be good.

Ohhh just want a break.