Recently I have been finding myself in little situations where I find myself extremely frustrated. I’m sure it’s just the hormones, but I’ve been getting f*cking p*ssed when my iPhone won’t work fast enough. Or Excel won’t compute as fast as I want it to. Or when that guy won’t get on or off the train fast enough. Basically, I’ve been dropping f-bombs left and right! Beware! Being around me means you’re stepping into dangerous territory.
Today is 6DPIUI. I’m ornery, exhausted, bloated, and constipated, yet I am still f*cking feeling and thinking very positive thoughts!