Big whiny emo baby

[eee1313]

I have no idea why I'm all emo, but I am. This annoys me. I have no reason to be a big whiny emo baby. Maybe it's the turn in the weather.

I have no complaints about work. It's boring lately, but it's fine. My boss even gave me a tech writing project since I have downtime, so I'm actually putting my college edumacation to use. That's nice.

I have no complaints about my family. Mom & Dad are beside themselves about the new house in Michigan (they signed on a place north of Kalamazoo that's almost exactly like their current home). I had a really great time seeing Uncle Joe over the past two weeks. And in three days, I'll be visiting yakgirl and her hubby and the boys. That will be wonderful.

I have no complaints about my friends, except that I don't see them enough. I'm going to maybe plan something with the old high school gang next weekend, because we all haven't hung out in about six months.

I have no complaints about the Scientist. He continues to treat me like a queen, and just being in the same room with him makes me happy and peaceful. And the wedding plans are moving along well, too. (I think we've decided on Toast & Jam for our reception DJs.) If anything, I wish he were around more. That's a good thing.

I have no complaints about my cat, who has been all needy and affectionate lately. That's awesome.

So why is it when everything is going well in my world that I can be a big whiny emo baby? I think I just need a hug. Or some sleep. Or maybe both.

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[eee1313.livejournal.com]

Stupid retrograde planets! I have no idea what that means, either. But I used to work with a woman who SWORE that when Mercury went into retrograde, all communication will be messed up. Normally when things started getting wacky, she'd look it up and yup -- Mercury in retrograde. Weird.

I'm glad to know everyone's emo weepy. I'm not weepy, per se, just really down in the dumps. I'm glad I'm getting away this weekend.