Lately I've totally been Little Miss Cranky Pants. And for no reason. Life is good, cat is healthy, friends are great, and I am cranky. For the past month or so. No reason. Not sad, not depressed, not pessimistic. Just cranky as shit. (Is shit cranky? I imagine it would be. I mean, it smells like shit, it looks like shit, it tastes like...you get the idea.) It reminds me of a song lyric: "...like life is just a boring chore and I'm living proof." Is that it? Am I bored?
Doesn't matter - I just want someone to hit me upside the head and yell SNAP OUT OF IT! Seriously. Go for it. Hit me. I might hit you back in the moment, but I'll totally thank you for it later. Because the thing is, I have it pretty damn good.
Hmmm....Little Miss Cranky Pants....I may have just come up with a fabulous Halloween costume. (There's always a silver lining, isn't there?)