eek! i am frustrated and crabby. well, i am really not that crabby. but can one really be frustrated and happy? who knows. i am frustrated. mostly i am frustrated because i can’t get this stupid javascript thing to work and it makes me want to throw stuff and stomp around like a four-year-old.

when i get frustrated i get all sweaty and start breathing heavy and my temper is really quick. i swear a lot and sometimes i even cry. see, i am a big baby. but really i am not to the point where i am crying. i haven’t swore too much. but i did yell at paco for trying to climb in my lap when clearly i couldn’t have a cat in my lap when that javascript thingy wouldn’t work. then i felt so bad for yelling at paco, i had to go and pet him and apologize.

i’ve discovered that frustration and impatience are a potent combination. i am both. wen i get a fool head in my idea i want it done NOW. now, right this very second. i don’t want to wwait one single moment. and now i think i am going to try to wait. i am going to cool my jets. breathe for awhile and not think of that damn javathingy that won’t work.

of course when you are a bit obsessive compulsive like me, it’s easier said than done. but, i am going to my parents’ house to cook dinner for the sisters and watch the oscars. so i’ll be able to just walk away with it incomplete. no matter how much that kills me. yeah, i don’t like to leave things unfinished. . . well not all the time. but when it’s something i am excited about. i am just rambling.

on a totally unrelated note, the anniversary of the last time i had sex is coming up. is this too much information? probably but i don’t care. i have yet to decide if this is a good thing (no one night stands. . . well none for a year, since the last time i had sex) or if it’s a bad thing. the jury is still out.