Grumpy "the complainer" McCrankypants

I just can't seem to shake this funk that has taken over my life since late last week.

I went shopping yesterday, and couldn't find shirts that fit. They were either too tight and not flattering or they were too big and hung of my shoulders in a non-flattering way.

I found out that I have gained back 20 of the 30 pounds that I lost while I was in Australia. I got my body fat measured, which I wanted to know, but it was disheartening to know that all the effort I put into my health in Oz just dissolved when I got back to the U.S.

It's either hot or cold in my office, it's never just right.

The damn contact cards I have been excited to get with some of my flickr photos on them have not arrived. It's been 3 weeks and now they'll probably re-ship them and who knows if that will be another 3 weeks. I was excited because I was going to use these cards to give my info to attractive men who want to date me.

I have two presentations tomorrow, and I don't like giving presentations.

No attractive men want to date me (that I know of).

The idea that I had for a graduation date got pushed back again. I am still not ready to enter the world as Dr. Hamster_grrl. I am destined to remain poor with mounting piles of debt.

And, right this second (and I know everyone does this and it's totally not true), I just feel like everyone else around me has their shit so much more together than I do.

Ugh. Sigh.

I really just want to go to my exercise class tonight, enjoy the Decemberists concert with DancingFish, and then go home, hook up my GameCube and play Zelda, drink beer, and eat pizza for the next 57 hours straight.

If my mood does not improve by Saturday, I may just do that for the rest of the weekend.

And, at least my hand isn't in a pinch point. As crappy as I may feel, I still can count my blessings.