my monkied brain (katekat1010) wrote,
my monkied brain
katekat1010

so, my horoscope says...

...that I'm supposed to be discovering my treasure trove of creative resources.

Apparently I haven't found it yet.

Instead I've felt like the great big grumbling grinch, banging my way through the day, stomping around, nose squinted, eyes slitted, short and sharp-tempered. I used my best annoyed voice with the phone company this morning, tried to segue way back to a cheerful medium for the financial aid people, and still couldn't drop the demanding demeanor. I growled at my employer’s housekeeper, groused at my employer, and I snarled at the telemarketer that called to check up on their phone service.

Generally I’m happy, lovey, sweet and mostly cuddly. Today I want to listen to loud electronic music that encourages bad things and snarl.

Isn’t it fun to be a girl?

ETA: To add injury to insult, my windshield how sports the largest bird dropping I've ever seen (earned on the drive home from work). And the pipes to the garbage disposal decided to open up and spray the remains of our dinner into the bottoms of our kitchen cabinets. It has been one of those days.
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