hiddenmuse | (no subject)

For some reason, I'm in the worst possible mood.

My trouble sleeping didn't help - and tonight's encounter with a large crowd - at the Indigo Girls concert :::coughcrunchylesbiangranolamusiccough::: (Okay, so I like a couple of the songs ... but 99% of it is my attempt at being a good wife. Yet, for all of my going to these damn shows - she isn't going to see Metallica or Fall Out Boy with me. Dammit.)

Also, there's tomorrow afternoon's trip into Dental Hell^TM aren't exactly helping matters. And on top of that, there's that fucking PMS.
:::coughpleasefuckingkillmenow:::

I did check for possible drug interactions with tomorrow's "find a happy place" cocktail - Ativan, Ibuprofen and the dentist-provided Lidocaine w/Epinephrine ... maybe even some Nitrous Oxide if I feel so inclined. No interactions there, thankfully.

Hmmmm, maybe I should take some Ativan so I can deal with the crowds tonight.

Now, I'm just going to do what I can to keep from being so fuckin' bitchy and whiny...