haterade monday
eh, i’ve got nothing.
chalk it up to the holidays. i want to listen to christmas music and hug everyone.
i see them rollin, i’m hatin
no, i didn’t forget it was haterade monday!
lowes
ted mosby
the entire cast of felicity (i also blame them for my misconceptions about college)
(more misconceptions about college)
and then the carolina alumni fund called me to ask for money due to tuition increases. um, i’m 18k in debt due to student loans, no, i can’t donate. broken system is broken.
haterade monday: my body
not in the way that you’d think. no reblogs.
last year i was ‘diagnosed’ (basically i made my idiot GP run tests after years of him not giving a shit about treating anything other than symptoms. this same guy wrote me a prescription for anti depressants after a 20 minute session) with polycystic ovarian syndrome. it makes sense-i have gain weight around my middle, facial hair growth, slow metabolism, anxiety/depression.
now there might be something else, but i don’t know what it is yet. i always get incredibly depressed in the winter, so i’ve been taking vitamin d pills and using a light box, but the sense of fatigue is incredible-this past weekend i took three naps at 4 hours each, in addition to getting 7 hours of sleep each night. i wake up feeling more tired and i have difficulty moving. i’m having trouble typing this with my left hand. my fingers are swollen and it hurts to bend them. my hands and feet are always cold. i sleep with the heat turned up, socks, slippers, leg warmers, warm pants, two shirts, a sweatshirt, thick comforter and an extra blanket and i still wake up feeling like someone used me as a punching bag.
i think it could be fibromyalgia, celiac disease, or lupus. i’m really scared, and really tired of always feeling like shit. i’m calling the allergy clinic to make an appointment and finding a new general practitioner today.
haterade monday: things i want to say but will instead post on the internet in a passive aggressive fashion
i’m not google!
oh, you miss me? that’s bullshit. if you really wanted to be friends you’d call me or answer my phone calls. or, you know, show up when we make plans.
no, you’re not a good photographer. put the camera down before i smash it.
that was really racist.
haterade monday
glee covering hall and oates
dumb girls on twitter and tumblr who overanalyze their lives and eating habits and tag it #fatty and #thisiswhyimsingle. it’s liz lemon syndrome. she’s not a role model, she’s a hot mess. if you want to wear a snuggie and work on your night cheese, embrace it! don’t hate yourself for it.
ron paul
libertarians in general
unnecessary bold and italic text
white zinfandel
cold weather
people who recommend the big bang theory to me but have never watched community
babysitting adults
i can’t go for that, glee.
oh, glee. you think i’m going to watch you because you’re covering hall and oates and dressing like hall and oates? nope. why?
BECAUSE I DID IT FIRST.
my a capella group covered you make my dreams come true. i got one of the solos and made the backup singers wear john oates mustaches.
haterade monday
slutty halloween costumes
when you have to hold people’s hands to help them but they won’t do shit for you
christmas decorations before thanksgiving (i am celebrating halloween in protest!)
anyone who ships bangel over spuffy
people who need to grow the fuck up
dirty bathrooms
cold feet and hands
being in bad social situations when i could be at home wearing a snuggie
haterade monday
i hate:
feeling like a tired, poor piece of crap (this has been going on for months, but has gotten worse since autumn started. thanks, seasonal affective disorder!)
seasonal affective disorder
that people find whitney funny and community too smart
that people think the big bang theory is a show about nerds. it’s a show about what normal people think nerds are like. community is a show for nerds.
what joss whedon did to cordelia (although her final episode gave me a bit of closure)
white jay (temporarily, i hope)
my current lack of alcohol and baked goods
