Counting to 10

I'm glad I can blame my raging hormones for the rollercoaster I'm on today.
1. Thanks Mother Nature for delivering my monthly gift 4 days early. Not like I had any hope of getting any because I don't have a boyfriend anymore and who has sex with their ex who breaks up with them to deal with addiction problems? Nope, not me.
2. The bitches at work. You're ugly. You're dumb. You're at a tradeshow in Tampa and may ACTUALLY have to do your job instead of going to the beach. Excuse me there's limited things I can do from NJ. No need to hang up on me you ugly bitch.
3. I got my belly button pierced during lunch. I have no money. I will be without income for a week, and once I start the new job I only get paid bi-weekly. I have to pay my car payment and buy bus and subway passes for May. I am going to Florida next week. At least I will look better in my bikini- I won't be able to afford to eat so I'll also get thinner. Impulsive?
4. Texts with J. I hate myself because I'm having a bad day and I just want to lay in bed with him. I hate myself for that. And I hate it even more that it won't happen and I have to be an adult and learn to cope with my rollercoaster on my own.
5. I have no plans for the entire weekend. I can't make plans because I don't have money. I haven't had to worry about money since I started working. I did whatever I wanted. I don't like not having money.