Waiting to Inhale

So I took the weekend off due to being pissy about not qualifying for the next stage of interviews for the promotion. While my project was well-constructed and written, apparently I didn't qualify due to leaving out information that was not addressed. So apparently I also needed to be a mind reader to qualify. I'll have to work on my ESP. I also decided to quit smoking. *bangs head against the wall*

The weekend wasn't too bad, actually. Went to a friend's house upstate and hung out for a while, and I fell asleep on the way back while listing to the Comedy Channel on XM. OH MY the dreams I had on the way back *giggles*

The music-makers converged on our humble abode on Saturday and spent the night, can you say Electro, DnB and Hard House? I didn't get a headache and all was well. Hatchets were buried (in the dirt, not anyone's backs) and it was a nice evening.

Sunday was laundry day and time to bring out the Fall clothing. I'm so excited. I love sweaters and boots and jeans and big hair and crazy makeup, things I can't tolerate during the Summer months. I detest Summer. In Winter you can at least layer, remove clothing down to comfortable clothes, but in Summer, all you can do is go naked, and I'm not trying to run around my town in a pair of shoes and a messenger bag scaring children and making dogs yelp. Nope.

Today I was in a dense, angry, nicotine deprived state. A FIEND. Ever seen Underworld? Where a Lycan (werewolf) bites a human and without warning the human becomes Lycan? That's how I was today. From the back, I looked calm and serene however speak to me and I turned around, muzzle elongated, slavering and snarling, teeth bared and hair sprouting places I didn't know existed. It's hard to type when your hands are now claws the size of frying pans.

List of things making me anxious today (growl!):

1) Quitting smoking. My insurance doesn't cover Chantix (natch) and cold turkey today didn't go so well.

2) Discovering a long-time friend just can't seem to evolve past the age of 20 and is making her loved ones crazy with jealousy and anger. Poor thing...I don't know how to help her and it hurts my heart.

3) My sex life. It doesn't exist. It's died a long horrible death along the time my husband starting moving from recreational drug use to needing to use. We've talked about it but it gets him frustrated. Women connect pheremonally during sex even without orgasm, and it binds them closer to their mate. I feel myself losing that bond :(

The best part of my day was writing this blog...I need a cigarette. *exhales*