1. dealing with drama at work that should be over when you leave the 8th grade.
2. not having a chance to ever talk to Bill.
3. Parker waking up crying every 3 hours.
4. This effn stink bug that is LOUDLY buzzing around my room.
5. school work.  I'm tired up getting up early to do it and staying up late to do it.  Both of which I wouldn't do if the accusation was true - see #1.
6. the fish tank.  Something is wrong with the filter but i don't have time to figure it out.  It will have to wait until the weekend.  In the mean time, the tank water looks like pea soup.
7. Writing papers on subject that have absolutely no interest for me.  I can't motivate myself to work on it because I just don't care about it.
8. picky eaters.  I am tired of catering to whatever Parker decides he isn't eating - which is usually dinner, every night.  I would say i cater to whatever he is eating but he doesn't eat much at home.  School says he eats like a champ.  Don't even get me started on Stewart.
9. being tired.  I am level 5 exhausted.  I think I have bags under my eyes and I have actually started wearing concealer.  It's depressing.  I think I can see wrinkles.  Wrinkes and freckles - that's a great match.  NOT!
10. facebook.  What i don't get is why people from high school who didn't know me want to friend me on facebook.  It's been 12 years - I still don't know you.  I was accepting because heaven forbid i offend someone I don't know but tonight I went through and deleted.  There are people on there that I haven't met - Ms. Margo for example - but i feel like she is a kindred spirit.  I have one "connection" that completely baffles me - we were best friends and high school and remained close until about 5 years ago when she quit talking to me and our other best friend for no apparent reason.  It really hurt a lot, for a long time.  It took me a little longer than Holly to get over it - but why would you not return calls, emails, etc but friend me on facebook?  It's kinda mean.  Being me, I refuse to let go but i can't help but think the whole facebook thing is a little ridiculous.  Outside of work and family, I only talk to two or three people on a regular basis.  You should be able to categorize your "friends" if you accept:  true friends, family, co-workers, people I used to know, and people i never knew.

Dang - I'm obviously in a bad mood.  I was about to write up an email to Bill telling him he should try to make 5 minutes to talk to me.  He's been gone since Sunday afternoon and I've probably heard his voice for 3 minutes through ichat.  But I decided I probably shouldn't.

OH!  And - to top it all off, my buttcheeks hurt from spinning two days in a row.  I swear your body NEVER gets used to the seat.