And then it gets worse. For reasons I again won't get into here. I just feel like screaming at the top of my lungs. I am frustrated and sad and angry. I feel like a bag of shit. Well I did a few hours ago. I wanted to just scream "HEY men with the straight jacket! I'm over here!!!!"

Thankfully I have some really great friends that were able to take my mind off things. They cheered me up a LOT.

My depressed food is McDonalds. I eat it all the time even when I'm not depressed but when I AM depressed I HAVE to have it. After we left the bar we went to McDonalds. Only the one near B and Daynas was closed. We drove to one closer to my house. Closed. So we drove to the one closest to my house. OPEN! We picked up the McDonalds and headed back to their place. After chowing down I let out a loud burp. (Thats right.. I'm not always a lady). Dayna followed it up with a burp of her own.

Which of course started us all burping. Dayna wins hands down no question. I only had a few burps but I think my first one still beat any that B had. By the time I was getting ready to leave we were all laughing so hard we had tears. At one point B fell down he was laughing so hard. Laughter is absolutely the best medicine. I feel a little better about things now.

Tomorrow I work and will (probably... but not for sure since I might meet up with someone) be at Name that Tune. I'm debating staying over at D, B and Daynas so that I can actually drink.


Edit: I have finally uploaded some of my pics from Halloween.