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Urgh. My mom's phone call was somehow the catalyst that has made me grumpy and mad and frustrated. I feel like I'm too fat, I'm eating too much and too frazzled and tired and lazy to exercise, I haven't been putting in many hours at the bookstore, the boy is not here, my face is breaking out, I've found two new moles and am freaking out about those, my new pants are tight, the house is a mess, and why in the name of all that is holy does my mom keep pestering me to either cook or exercise?? Why does this matter so much to her? Why does she think I have to cook, even though I am tired and frazzled when I get home from work and all I want to do is microwave something at the most? And why can't she stop carping on my weight?

And why hasn't Amazon shipped my ROTK:EE, which I desperately want to watch before I leave for home, or at least so I can bring it home and watch it on a nicer TV?

Must do too many things before I leave for home, and I'm tired and frustrated and want to do nothing but sleep.

Argh. This message has been brought to you by That Time of Month, along with the letter Q.

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Girly stuff. That is three of us now. I think I need to keep count lol.

My RotK:EE shipped but now I am worried it will arrive in the mail just after I depart for Xmas.

Maybe I'll be lucky, and it will arrive just BEFORE I leave.

Spreading the joy ;).

I knew that women living together would start getting in synch (ahhh, college roommates), but it's rather funny seeing it happen virtually too.

Here's to hoping. I don't think mine has even shipped yet, grrrrrr.

*belated hugs*

I think one twisted positive thing about all the depression and the bipolar is that my mom has learned to turn off her Asian instincts and leave me alone when I need her to -- which is most of the time!

LOL! I wish my mom did that at times!