What an absolute sourpuss I have been today.  I honestly feel like this guy:

GRUMPY!

Only I want to move to India instead of Australia.  But.  At this point, I'll take what I can get.

Today I was fragile, weepy, surly, glum, taciturn, hopeless, desolate, blue.  I was basically the sad egg creature from those anti depressant commercials. 

Leave me the fuck alone, Butterfly!

I seriously wanted, for most of the day, to return to my apartment, curl up under a blanket, and never ever ever have to deal with another thing ever ever ever ever.

Today was not my day at all.

Mr. Grumpkins

I am being forced to really look, really take a good look at my future, my prospects, my ambitions, my plans and comb through them with great scrutiny.  And it is a rat's nest.  A snarled tangle of no real substance, just a big hairy mess.

And it makes me want to run away.

Honestly?  It makes me want to cease existing. 

Heeheehee.

then I think about that poor egg.  Maybe I just need a pill to make me better?  Maybe this is a chemical imbalance?

Me?  I think it's less a chemical imbalance and more a combination of crushing debt, no job prospects, career choice dissatisfaction, identity crisis, and a bunch of other shit.  But maybe a special pill will help me feel all "glass half full" about my sitch?

I would eat her out.

In any case, it was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.  And I was a gloomy gus.  A tubby grumpkins.  A sourface.  A real fucking stormcloud :(

Sadface emoticon.

This made me giggle.  Ahhh, self awareness.