The Dark-Eyed Mistress of Sweet, Sweet Pain (jenni_the_odd) wrote,
The Dark-Eyed Mistress of Sweet, Sweet Pain
jenni_the_odd

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I am a Cranky Jenni.

And here is why:
  • Woke up late. This is always a bad thing. Made it to the lecture with 10 minutes to spare, though, so no real harm done. But inability to sleep at night of late is making me more groggy during the day. No good. I'd cut back on caffeine, but my intake is already near-zero, so...
  • Some women call it "That time of the month", "being on the rag", "A visit from Aunt Flo"... I call it My Body's Monthly Mutiny of PAIN. I leave you to guess the reasons.
  • I discovered a scorpion in my bra this morning (fortunately, before said bra was put on). THAT woke me up. To get an idea of how much I freak out over scorpions, take my response to spiders (shrieking like a girl and running away, literally shaking until someone else kills it) and multiply by 100. Now, since there is no one else in my apartment, I beat the little critter with my shoe. Mild geekiness made me want to scoop it up and try and figure out what sort of scorpion it was, but then my survival instinct and utter fear of it kicked in and I sucked it up with the vaccum. Including it's tail-stinger thing, it was about two an a half inches long. AND IT WAS IN MY BRA. I shook out all clothing before putting it on afterwards.
  • My jeans are tight again. DAMMIT.
  • Forgot to rip off pinky-toenail. It has made it's presence known every time I take a step. Thank you, pinky-toenail. I am well aware that you still exist. Make no mistake, I will remedy this...
  • I realized that somehow, inexplicably, I DID NOT HEAR OR SEE my teacher explain that I had the wrong sociology textbook on Tuesday, nor did I notice the discrepancy between the syllabus listing for it and the title. Which means like a good student, I opened the shrinkwrap and read the first chapter before todays lecture. In the wrong book. Which means I cannot return it, and must now go purchase another $100+ textbook. Stupidity, thy name is JENNI BRAVO.
  • Seeing the overhead screen or the professor required peering between the heads of a very lovey couple (they were leaning against each other and/or holding hands for most of the hour and fifteen minutes of sociology). Made me miss Kevin muchly. Any urge to brick the pair was purely the result of cramps.
  • I will probably be online very little if at all tonight, since I must do laundry and scrub down my apartment. My homework will require the least amount of effort, sadly enough. And I can do it while stuff is in the washer or dryer.

    Maybe I will calm down once my apartment is spotless and I am certain there are no more stinging-critters awaiting me from the bottom of my lingerie basket.
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