elanya

Bees are mounting, and so I've been cranky lately, and little things are making me feel snappish when they shouldn't.

And then as I was walking to the bus stop after class and talking to Megan, I tripped on a combination of my skirt and some uneven flagstones, and twisted my ankle. So since my reaction to pain is generally to get really cranky*, you can imagine my mood at the moment. I'm not cranky really, but murder is lurking under the surface.

So no only does my ankle hurt no matter what I do, I skinned my knee on the other side (not a real problem), and tore the aforementioned skirt. It is one of my favourites. I inherited it from my mom - it is the one that is mostly a dark pink and then fades to almost tie-dyed or drip-dyed purple, beige, and green at the bottom, with fancy embroidery swirls... Sadness ;_;

And almost all my dishes are dirty, and I'd have to stand to wash them. And I don't have any food I want to eat. And I still have to finish a presentation I hate for tomorrow. And etc...

*depending on what kind of pain, anyway. This kind of pain where there is nothing I can do about it (except take drugs, which I did, and there is ice on my foot now) and it prevents me from operating normally makes me cranky >:|

ETA: And damn it - I want a cheeseburger ;_;
ETA II: And I think I left my nalgene at the bus stop. And there was a dead cockroach in my kitchen -_-