Monday, December 14, 2009

They shoot Hondas, don't they?

Last Friday, I headed out to work.

I got in my car, warmed it up appropriately for 18 degree weather and started making my way to campus.

After sitting by the side of the road for an hour, getting towed to the local mechanic and sitting in an office long enough to thaw out my extremities, I learned that my transmission was shot.

Neat.

The next evening, I was in my room getting ready to talk to my lovely friend Sonya via Google video chat when my internet cut out....

...followed by the rest of the power in the house.

Awesome.


Today, I had a lovely discussion with a woman in the Financial Aid office who told me that the bill I'd received requesting $5,000 for next semester's tuition was just a formality and that everyone gets them regardless of the actual amount in a student's account.

Brilliant.

I got all As in my first semester of grad school EXCEPT for an A- in one class.  Now, I've never been a raging scholar or a self-professed academic, but come on!  I missed out on a 4.0 (for the first time in my life, thank you) because of one class where I probably got docked for not being fluffy and emotional enough.  Stupid therapy classes.


Rats, bats and spiders.

It comes down to this:
  • I killed the car.
  • Water is leaking into our fuse box, so electricity is inconsistent at best.
  • This town is making my soul bleed.
  • I'm mad about my 3.9 GPA.  Who am I?
I ate my feelings last Friday after the initial car trauma.  My intestines are still recovering thanks to a pitcher of margaritas and a large wheel of brie, so I don't think I can do that again just yet.

Unfortunately, that is largely how I deal with my emotions so I'm not really sure how to combat this giant bucket of yuck.








Thoughts?



*Be advised, I do not smoke, do drugs, "get back to nature", line dance, engage in large craft projects, compete in team sports or cook.

**Also, supportive phrases like, "Hang in there!" or "Walk it off!" are not helpful.

27 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hang in There!!!! (just kidding).


Emotional Masturbation. Always works for me.

Also, I tend to flip out on random people for little to no reason at all. Picking fights is a GREAT stress reliever.... just don't pick a fight with me pweez!

Rachel Cotterill said...

Uh... hit something? Or get someone else to bake you cookies?

AiringMyLaundry said...

Eek, sorry.

I love that shirt by the way.

Erm. Eat lots of chocolate? That's what I do when I'm upset.

SurferWife said...

Sure fire fix for the blues:

Go to a suburban neighborhood and find a house with two lit bucks/reindeer in the yard. Put them in compromising positions and hide in the bushes to await homeowners expression

Shell said...

Wine is easier on your system than margaritas. I prescribe wine and cookies!

Julie said...

1.hot shower/bath
2. yummy smelling candles and lotion
3. fuzzy bath robe
4. vino
5. BLASTING music that makes you smile
6. a delicious magazine that will kill your brain cells because it's such good mindless fun.
trust me...im a struggling grad student, and this works miracles for me!

Anonymous said...

Oh no! What a sucky week.

I'd be ecstatic with a 3.9.

I like to sleep when I'm upset or escape into a really good book. Or watch some crappy reality or nighttime soap television show.

Smile it's almost Christmas time.

pixielation said...

I love the shirt too, and am very pleased to read that you don't do line dancing. That surely means that you're due some good karma soon.

Jayde said...

Ok...not sure this will help, because it rarely helps me when I feel overly stressed out. But it is funny!!

Have you ever hear the expression "God never gives you more than you can handle"? Well, there are just times I wish he didn't trust me so much!!

I'm a firm believer that everything happens for a reason and that all will work out in the end. Not much help right now, but hopefully it will help you see the 'light at the end of the tunnel".

Dee at Pedestrian Palate said...

I usually just fester and brood until I get sick of my own misery. That usually snaps me out of it.

Cathy said...

What the F is that shit?

Boo cars!
Boo electricity!
Double Boo Fin. Aid office!!!
Boo 3.9 GPA(wait, what??)!

Yay margs and cheese!

Boo intestines!!

It's always fun to boo things!

I say more margaritas, screw your intestines...who needs 'em!

Julia said...

i find it helps me to talk it out....all my frustrations in life. or just take a step back and look at life without thinking of all the hard stuff.

Carrie said...

here's what i would do...

put on pajamas
never leave my bed
never shower
never do anything to clean up after myself (dishes, trash, etc)
eat anything i want
severely screen my phone calls
never try to look prettier than i feel
never act friendlier than i want to
find a book, glossy magazine, old movie, or anything jane austen that will hit the spot

i'm sure there might be more to that list but i normally just try to really focus on the first three. they are really key to feeling better.

LOVE YOU!

ps- i've been doing a lesser version of these things ever since it got cold (mildly) here. my husband is very good at doing the dishes now!

Michelle said...

sorry about all the suckiness in your life right now!

hmm... my only words of advice would be... sleep. and lots of it.

and disney movies (or sub in your favorite childhood movies)

..oh wait, your electricity is going in and out.

So just sleep then.

Jenn said...

I'm a big fan of the temper tantrum. I find it gets results 3 out of 5 times. The 2 times it doesn't work is okay because I feel better anyway. Then I would suggest sleeping for 24 hours.

However, if you would like a "normal" suggestion I would say grab a coffee/tea/decaf mocha with a friend or by yourself and catch up on a trashy magazine. Seeing celebrities get chewed out in public will always make me feel better.

Barb Tyner said...

Fly to a fabulous vacation destination with subzero temperatures, like central Indiana.

SoundsLikeCanada said...

Have you ever read anything by David Sedaris? He grew up in North Carolina and his stories about it are so funny. I'm particularly thinking of "You Can't Kill the Rooster," a story about his brother. It would definitely make you laugh.

GunDiva said...

Ooh, sucks to be you right now.

Next week will be someone else's turn for life to suck.

My cure? Godiva Dark Chocolate with Raspberry. Scarf so quickly you can't really taste it. Feel guilty. Decide you don't give a sh*t and eat another one. Repeat as necessary.

Christina said...

Um... this is not a supportive phrase. It's what I thought I read:

"Be advised, I do not smoke, do drugs, "get back to nature," line dance, engage in large craft projects, compete in team sports or cock."

And I didn't blame you at all for avoiding team cock activities, but was surprised you felt you had to clarify for your audience.

At any rate... you are far too pretty for this shit, and I'm sorry you're dealing with it right now. :-/

Pretty Zesty said...

watch stupid movies like dumb and dumber and kindergarten cop!

G said...

I'm going to tell you to reach into your brain and dig for the crazy and pull it out. because 3.9 means SMART.

The Grasshoppa:Triplets Plus Two Momma said...

OMG...I so hated my 3.9 in college too. But now I just get pissy when my kids hide my toothbrush, get both pairs of their shoes wet and muddy so that they have nothing to wear to school, when my son pulled every clump of down out of my king size pillow...I could go on and on...

What do I do...yesterday I went ape sh*t and today my husband is probably ordering me some straight jackets and trying to secretly commit me.

Do you think they have WI-FI in the looney bin?

Hope things get sunny for you soon.

foxy said...
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foxy said...

Wow, all of that SUCKS BIG BALLS. WTH?

I've been through that whole transmission thing and it's the worst. If you decide to get it repaired (instead of trading that car for another), be sure to get a warranty for the work. My transmission went out a little over a year ago and I had to take it in TWICE for warranty work since then. And now I'm finally to the point of trading that car in for another one.

If i were you, i'd take a really long hot bath. And then I'd have a RockBand marathon because banging on the drums helps me release all kinds of pent up frustration. Then I'd probably watch a really funny movie - like 40 year old virgin - because stuff like that always makes me feel better.

I truly hope things start looking better for you... I mean, they've got to, right?!

Unknown said...

Take a moment.
I like scream therapy. Go to a bedroom or closet, bring a pillow. Scream into the pillow until your throat hurts.
Then watch a really stupid movie, like dumb and dumber, and laugh too much at the sorta funny stuff (helps if you drink a glass or two of wine)
I would suggest you stop eating cheese with your margarita's.
:) And remember... this too shall pass. (you didn't say I couldn't say that one!)

Heather said...

That really does suck a big one.

When the old stand-bys of eating my emotions or spending myself into bankruptcy fail me, I recommend:

hitting something!

I'm seriously thinking of installing a heavy bag in my house. I have the perfect spot all picked out.

Good luck!

Anonymous said...

So no pictures of cats hanging on by a claw will help?

Seriously, empathy is all I can think of, or beating the crap out of my kids nemo stuffed animal.

I can't tell you how many times I've resewn that thing - and told him it's having a hard time adjusting to being a fish out of water.

xx

Cristina