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Frayed Nerves
Thursday, May 1st, 2008

Argh, it’s been a long day, and it’s only 1:30. My grandma is about on my last nerve today. I don’t think she realizes how absolutely aggravating she can be. Sometimes I just want to tell her to shut up because it seems like she just never stops. My patience is thin enough as it is these days, and I really don’t need another reason to just snap at someone. It seems like she’s just dead set on making it happen. Then she’ll get upset and act like I’m the devil’s spawn or something.

Anyway, my mom came out last night to pick up Tori, and to my surprise she stayed for at least a couple of hours. Normally, she doesn’t stick around for very long. They were talking about this woman she works with. Apparently her dad is really bad about starting projects and not finishing them. I guess he started putting new cabinets in her kitchens and never finished. I asked why she couldn’t finish because she didn’t have the doors on the cabinets. What’s so hard about putting a door on a cabinet and adding some door hardware if it doesn’t come with the door already?

People are stupid. That is my general opinion right now, and I suspect as the next few days pass this opinion will only get worse. I just need to finish this semester and graduation and regain my sanity. Please.

I’m Cranky.
Saturday, June 16th, 2007

I slept horribly last night. It kept getting hot, so I’d throw off my covers. Then I’d cold, so I’d pull the covers back on. I usually sleep on my side, and my cat likes to come in my room in the mornings and lay right where my legs curve, so if I try to move, there’s Smokey; smack dab in the way. I finally just gave up on sleeping and got up.

I also got my hair cut yesterday. Well, it was more of a trim, but it was much needed. I almost wish I’d gone a little bit shorter, though. My hair is so thick, and any time it starts to grow out, it just feels so heavy. In the summer it seems even worse with the heat. It frizzes a lot more because of the humidity. I guess I could straighten it more, but it takes about an extra hour to do, and I really don’t feel like doing that every day.

I absolutely hate when people call here and assume that when I answer that I’m my grandma. Most people will say, “Is this Sharon?” Some people, however, just assume and start talking like, “Sharon, this is …” And I have to be like, “This isn’t Sharon.” The fact I have to make the distinction and interrupt the person just annoys me, and by that point, I won’t even offer to take a message for them. Slightly rude, I suppose, but it’s rude to make assumptions too, isn’t it? Perhaps this is why I rarely answer the phone around here.

Anyway, I added a new layout a couple of days ago, which I think I forgot to mention last time. I liked the old layout, but I just decided to do something a little more personal than a generic WordPress theme. The layout is pretty simple, but that seems to be what I’ve been in the mood for lately.

Edit: I just took the Online Dating Persona Test.The reslts are under the cut. :)

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