Dear Internet:

I had a shitty day on Wednesday. So, if I seem out of sorts on Thursday, don't go ape shit on me. Because when I say "shitty day," it's closer to meaning that I feel like ripping someone's (read: anyone's) head off with my two front teeth.

I don't know if it's the PMS or a couple of issues brought up in my session that made me want to "yank the whiskers from her chin" (read: anyone's chin). Or, maybe it's because my job sucked big donkey balls.

Plus, I'm tired, but can't sleep. Not to mention a bit worried about something (read: someone). And now I have to wake up at 7 a.m. to call my youngest brother to make sure he is up for his first day of being a junior in high school.

Well, Internet, do you think you could be a bit lenient with me today?

Sincerely,

Sunshine