Sigh. So. I've been mopey and morose, sad and sullen. I've been stressed and irritable for the last two, maybe three weeks. Self pity is a shitty thing, but sometimes you have to work through it. Today, I felt crappy because my pants are too big and my tops are too small. On the drive to work, it rained like a mofo because another hurricane is coming. But. Just a minute ago, I've decided to shift gears and try to be more positive. So, upshifted the brain (I had misstyped "upshitted" and just had a laughing fit about that) and no more Debbie Downer.

Yeah. I'm a moody thing. Pity the soul who lives with me for I am a handful...

...oh, and a very good morning to you, Heathen Central. Have a blessed day!