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Saturday, February 11, 2006


*pant pant* ARGH!
We just got a new elliptical trainer, and it is rather fun. (By the way, I was about to post a happy little thing about endorphin rushes, but then my monitor decided to be an ass and blink out for no fucking reason, so I had to bring my mom's down from upstairs and hook it up, after running a mile on the trainer, while I'm on the first day of my period. In case you don't know from experience, that makes one feel really, really shitty. I actually almost fainted when I stood up.)

In happier news (in other words, trying to look on the bright side), it's snowing. A lot. It's exciting. Right now though I kind of want to run out there and lie in the snow, get hypothermia, and die. But I won't, because I don't really want to get out of my chair.

I HATE mood swings. And cramps, and general soreness, and itchy hair, and the feeling that I'm going tp puke from stomach pain. That does it, once I'm allowed to I'm having my lower womany bits removed so I NEVER HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS AGAIN. And I do not want kids. Monk almost had me convinced last night, but then we watched AFHV and I was reminded that that cuteness is all just an act. Motherhood is a thankless job. First they're babies and can't do anything on their own, including doing nice things for you. Then they're rude toddlers and small children, then they're rebellious, hormonal teens, then stupid 19-29 year-olds. Then they turn 30 and hate you because they ask for advice from you and don't get exactly the answer they wanted to hear. Then they turn 45, and you're old and decrepit and they don't have the time to take care of you so they jam you into a nursing home and visit you once a year until you die and they say things at your funeral like, "She was a loving mother, and I'm sure she's in a better place now," instead of, "I don't know what I'll do without her; she gave me life and helped me keep it; she performed the selfless task of putting up with me for no reward except my determined separation from her." All in all? Not worth it. Unless you're one of those one-in-a-trillion mom's who gets a sweet kid who takes care of you when you're old and listens to you when they're young.

Am I in a bad mood? Right now, yes. But I'll bet you a nickel (it's all I can spare with Katsucon next weekend--anybody else going?) that in ten minutes or so I'll be bouncing around the house singing Pillows songs. I said it before and I'll say it again: I HATE mood swings.

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