Very Nasty Mood

[smokingboot]

I am in the mother of all terrible moods. No-one is to blame. I have discussed moodswings with LJ chums before, people who understand it better than I do. Sometimes I want to cry. Other times, like today, I want to fight. I am angry.

My backbrain is looking for someone or something to be furious with, and my forebrain is barely behaving any better, a well-reasoned thug creating rationales for my feelings. OK, there are reasons, too trivial and dull to list here, but in honesty they are just triggers. No, that's not all they are. I wouldn't be in this mood without them. But they really are pointless.
I almost want someone to try something, so that I can pounce on them and rip their throats out. Metaphorically. Of course.

The way to deal with this is not to cave in to it. I should go swimming now, plant the new seeds next, work hard today and then bellydance tonight, pausing only to use a dagger of the hashishiim upon the next great hoofing moose who crashes into me on the dance floor.

It's a plan. And I think I like it.

Comments

[november-girl.livejournal.com]

Feel free to ring me at work and shout - it'll make a change from the clients doing it.

Hope you feel better shortly.

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[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Thanks for being there and being so understanding. I do feel better actually. Went out to beat up the weather - rain won, natch!

Bad joke warning

[november-girl.livejournal.com]

I bet the fight was a damp squib!