How can anyone who's not in the 6th grade possibly think that making a hotness scale is a good thing to do?

What a childish thing to do.

oh i totally agree with u

Yes, very very childish for one to use a "hotness scale"....just those words alone make me want to take my own eye balls out with a spork. (Graphic, but true)

Ok, here is my complaint today: I am still fat.

I know it's stupid and trivial but that is my complaint.

OK, my complaint is about dieting and the FREAKING time it takes to do it right. I have no time to cook. I have no place to cook the foods I want to eat because I live in a meat-free household. I feel like I am losing control and am going to gain back all the weight I've lost.

I have writer's block. I worked on my dissertation half the day yesterday and managed to produce two paragraphs. How am I ever going to graduate?

Well...my extended family basically told me that I'm a deviant, I worship satan, I won't be successful in life and that I'm going to ****.

All because I want a few tattoos, have gay bestfriends, listen to rock music and believe in change.

Oh and apparently, according to them I also vandalize houses and then lie about it so I won't get in trouble.
Puh-lease. I have better things to do with my time than TP your house...like becoming successful.

Too bad I caught their kids out TP'ing another house in my neighborhood...I told them before they start criticizing me for decisions I make in my life as an adult, that they need to reign in their spawn and control them so they don't make the mistakes they seem to think I'm making...because heaven forbid their children end up like me....graduating college at 20 years old with a head full of common sense and a pocket full of savings from the job I've held down for over a year...tisk tisk..I'm such a screw up.

I could rant for hours. I think I have spent days doing it before. I'm tired, I'm lonely because of this awful job my husband has and I get sick of people using "you don't need to lose weight" as an excuse for "I either don't care or don't pay attention so I'm going to hide it with an empty compliment."

So, my husband is a recruiter, so he spends 6 days a week talking to teenagers. He's been fussed out by his boss on many occasions because he can't get a teenager to do what his boss wants, join, say this, magically make this charge go away, blah blah blah. He gets unhappy, which makes me unhappy and it has taken it's toll on us.
I don't have any friends around here, it's a tiny town with nothing to do and I guess most of all, I'm bored.

And I agree, a hot scale is childish, but it could be worse. I've had several guy "friends" tell me, since I got married almost 5 years ago, that if it doesn't work out they want to be the first to sleep with me. When my husband was deployed and I was back at my mom's house in my hometown since my niece was born when he left, I decided to use the time to get in touch with some old friends. I did so with a guy that claims he's my ex, though we were never really in a relationship, and one of the first things out of his mouth on the phone was "so I guess the marriage didn't work out?" Gotta love how supportive people are when you marry young.
His family is still waiting to get rid of me, didn't want me around from the beginning and assumed I was pregnant the reason I was even there.

And I swear this roofing job better be finished today or I'll go nuts. I can't do 7am again. It's not even mine, but like I said on another thread it's a townhouse, so theirs is mine.

I need a nap.

Where to begin...
 

I'll try to keep this short...

1) It's pouring here, which is normally a good thing. Except we have a puppy at home that's house training, so I have to go home every 1.5 to 2 hours to let her outside, and stand in the rain with her while she panics because she's getting wet and won't even go until we go back into the house, when she does it in the floor anyway. Oh, and I bought a nice, big, warm, steaming cup of coffee on the way to work, only to get here and find I'm entirely out of sweetener. I can't stand black coffee, and I don't want to get out in the rain, so I dumped it.

2) My brother-in-law's birthday is today, so that means cake will be forced upon me this evening. My husband's birthday is tomorrow, so that means MORE cake will be forced upon me. His mom's making him a German chocolate cake, which I don't like, so maybe that's a good thing.

3) The house training dog? Yeah, she's in a crate while we're gone, and she poos in it ALL the time because she's too young to hold it. Nothing like sticking your head in a plastic, poo smelling crate four times a day to clean it out.

4) The people I work with....ahhhhhh!!!!! :devil: The general manager and the only other person in the office are best buddies, so they work together on everything. It's a good cop, bad cop act when they're against me, which is all the time. But I love my job, even if I don't love the people here with me, so I'm not quitting.

5) The husband's been on a cleaning binge recently, which is normally a good thing since I'm primarily the one who does it. Only his cleaning is punctuated by comments like "I'm tired of living in a dirty house!" and "It's nice to finally have that dresser clean!" Makes me feel like CRAP! I want to tell him, "Well, maybe your next wife will be a cleaner person than me!"

That's enough for now...

I want to vent about my face... and that it is breaking out constantly. As soon as it gets cleared up, the pimples are right back. I can't get a break! It makes me feel so icky.

Clear up stupid face! Grrrrr.

Gay bestfriends are the best! I have a couple close gay male friends. Every girl needs a gay friend. :D

I really, really want to stop worrying about everything.

I'm glad we can vent in this thread, b/c I need it just getting home from work. I have a stressful job where people's lives are literally in my hands being that I deal with cardiac patients. Lately the acuity at work has been pretty bad. There are some very sick people out there. I hate to say this b/c I love being a nurse but, I dread going into work b/c you never know what to expect with people's health. I want to switch jobs soley b/c of the stress it carries but there is too much going on now in my life with planning a wedding next summer.

I am also a nurse, I understand what you mean about STRESS. I got a job in a hospital in the cardio unit after graduation, intensive care, to be exact. I lasted about 8 months, then quit. Far too stressful for me. I'm still in the nursing field, but more office work now.

yay for you guys starting this thread!

I had a thesis committee meeting yesterday and I wanted to strangly my advisor. In all the years he's been a prof-he has NEVER graduated a grad student because he is never around and extremely difficult to pin down to talk to because he only comes to school 2 days a week and takes off as soon as he is done teaching. So basically I am the first person close to graduating and yesterday I was told I have to do a lot more work and measurements because my data didn't prove any differences....couldn't possible be because there was nothing to prove and all of the damn things are the same!

In any case...I've already started my PhD program at another school and the days of the week when I am at that school are the ones where my master's advisor are at the other school...so pretty much I am never going to see him again because that would mean skipping classes (like I had to do yesterday) to waste time chasing him around and trying to get him to stay on topic.

If I don't finish my master's this semester...I have to drop out of my PhD program which would ultimately just suck

Thanks for the venting place!

First of all, how in the **** have I been stuck on the same weight for nearly 3 MONTHS!?!?! Tell me, how is that possible? And is it sick that I'm trying to remember my 'diet' from when I had pneumonia so I can figure out how to lose 12 pounds in a week again? I am soooo frustrated and tired of this. I just want to quit and eat my self into a blissful oblivion. Or at least a freaking slice of GOOD pizza. Goodness!

And another thing, I want to go out next month so I know I'm going to have a horrible shopping experience trying to find a shirt that doesn't make me look like an overstuffed sausage. I hate shopping for shirts. They are always too long and baggy or low cut and the smaller sizes don't fit my chest. *grumble*

And I love my apartment...I really do, but I'm starting to resent coming home to it every night because it's empty. I can't 'get right' is what my friends say. I don't think I'm good enough to be in relationship. I think that every decent guy who approaches me can do better. So I send them away, or push them away with some bogus excuse as to why they are not right for me. Ok, so I was a busted up looking teenager and my awkward stage lasted for YEARS, but I'm not that teenager anymore. I can look in the mirror and like what I see, rolls and all. I think I'm alright looking, but I think every one still sees me as that busted up looking 15 y/o in the faded black sweatshirt. And I know no one can be attracted to that.

Woooooo....