Thursday, November 16, 2006

We want the funk...

I’m feeling pretty shitty about myself these days. I don’t even really like my own personality these days. I feel like mostly people put up with me, despite myself.

I’ve been trying to find some semi-formal wear for my company’s awards dinner/dance all night party. Here’s the problem, I hate how everything looks on me, because I hate how I look. Of course that dress won’t make me look like a curvy babe. I’m NOT a curvy babe, I’m an overweight, carries-all-her-chub-on-her-gut, rather mannish looking hag. At least that’s how I’m feeling these days.
And no, please don’t anyone tell me differently. I don’t care what other people will say to be nice; I’m feeling like everything about me sucks.

Sorry for the bummer. I’m sure I’ll be back with some vagina/minor annoyance stories soon. Just not today.

Oh wait, I do have one random, TMI story for you. Guess what I was doing this weekend while two of my siblings were at my house. Guess!


Yeah, nothing like trying to conceive while my sister is in the next room. Fuck. I’m never getting knocked up. (See again, I’m clearly useless in every way. )

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