I have things to tell you--mainly about why I have been away for the past couple of days, but I don't feel like writing it right now. I'm in a funk. I'm sorry. I haven't started my period, I'm over two weeks late, I'm not pregnant b/c I've taken a thousand tests, and I feel horribly guilty that I had to take off three days from work for my grandmother's funeral. And the thing is, she was an EXTREMELY mean woman. I didn't like her--I could go on and on about the things she used to say to my mom, and me, and make me feel like utter crap because my step-dad's sperm didn't help create me. I felt like a hypocrite "mourning" her death when I honestly couldn't have cared less. That probably makes me a horrible person. I feel like a horrible person.

I keep telling myself that I am doing it for my dad. I know that he has really mixed feelings about my grandmother's death, because he didn't particularly like her either--now that's a whole different can of worms....

Oh yeah, and I'm fat. But y'all already knew that. And, thank goodness, I'm starting an aerobics class two days a week, starting Tuesday. Maybe that will help.

I shouldn't have gone off my anti-depressants. I'm a fucking basket-case....

Wow. I was originally going to post another quiz that Lisa has on her blog, and was going to keep all this from y'all, but you know what? It just came out. Sorry about that--I really needed to vent.

Here's the quiz results anyway, though. I find it rather fitting, considering my moooooooood.

Your Monster Profile

Blood Thirsty Nightmare You Feast On: Snow Cones You Lurk Around In: Wal-mart You Especially Like to Torment: Republicans