Wednesday, May 11, 2011

One Beer In.

You know that moment...

When you're really stressed-out and anxiety-ridden..
And you say that thing that's been on your mind for days, but you've used every ounce of your mental energy to keep tucked away and hidden inside your brain because you don't want to deal with the consequences of what you know will be a catastrophic land mine?


Fuck.  Me.

I need to find a way to keep my theoretical mouth shut.


  1. How am I supposed to comment on this? We need more details! But I am sorry to hear that you had such a lousy day. I myself usually say exactly what is on my mind with little to no tack. Lately I simply bite my tongue when I realize the words soon to come out of my mouth are poop. I hope things get better soon. Haha! I can't help it. "You may have just stepped in a catastrophic land mine of poo." But seriously I hope things work out.

  2. Thanks lol. I think you did a pretty damn good job of commenting, by the way.

    It was in a text message and I was in lecture, trying not to fall asleep. I've been cranky on and off lately due to lack of sleep, money worries, and the fact that finals are two weeks away. So I just finally snapped at my friend who has been trying to learn how to get through her first breakup ever. It was terrible.

  3. Well maybe some Garfunkel and Oates will make her feel better. That will turn her frown upside down or at least side ways.

    So what did you tell her to get a life or to bugger off? There are lots of people out there. Perhaps she needs to move on. Since she is being such a bitch about it, I surmise the douche bag at least cheated on her. But honestly she needs to find another guy. Life goes on.

  4. Sometimes things are not that simple. If they were, we would all be men.