Does anyone feel the need to rant and receive sympathy for something that happened today, or even the last couple of weeks?

My student loans that I still have not found a job for just took my entire tax refund that I was counting on to pay my bills! #%holes #%^&&^ ^&((( )(^% $%##heads @#%**^%%&# ..........I will pass on the chocolate but I sure wish you could pass a xanny this way!

@dreamer31 OK, fine, in your case I will donate one of my precious xanax. And a (((hug))).

Yesterday was this amazing day; today, not so much. I mean it was good but costly.

While picking up my son’s new glasses, I broke my favorite pair. Insurance covers them almost 100% the first time around. This time…well, let’s just say I’m not springing for a quick trip this weekend, like I thought.

I also had to pay for my daughter’s camp, she’s going to a 3 week art camp this summer. Ugh. I really am in the wrong business.

I have my own Xanax, but am out of chocolate!

Aha! I have a full supply! Would you prefer Dark Hershey Kisses, Reeses mini cups, or York mint patties?

York! I need something cool and refreshing. Thank you. I feel better now that I’ve complained about those things.

Awesome, they’re on the way. Sorry about your bad day. :(

I am now babysitting my two grandsons on Tuesday and Wednesday because their Mom wants to go to a couple of gaming tournaments. Yesterday I had a dental cavity drilled and filled, so today I am very stiff and sore. I played outside with the boys in the beautiful weather for awhile, and they had a lot of fun getting totally covered in mud, while I tried to do some yard work.

I finished washing up the rest of the clothes from the two weeks vacation we just returned from, and added the muddy clothes as well.

I discovered that I had pushed the coffee making button, but because of a distraction I placed the carafe on the counter instead under the spout. The coffee maker sits in a tray because of previous spills. I reached under the sink for a dishpan to empty the tray into. Then I found out that the foul odor I’ve been smelling since returning home from our vacation, was putrid water under the sink, mostly in the dishpan stored there, but all over everything else under there, from a leaking garbage disposal.

I called Hubby and asked him to please bring take out food, since I could not face making dinner on top of all this.

@YARNLADY Oh ouch. I don’t think xanax and chocolate are going to fix that. Perhaps you need a stiff shot of everclear, with a touch of morphine and money for a brand new kitchen, just to make life a little simpler! I can still give you a (((HUG))) though!

@WillWorkForChocolate Aw thanks…..that’s nice and made me smile:) I will take a piece of that chocolate after all…....so sweet!

@dreamer31 Hey, I’m right there in the whole money mess. This has been an incredibly bad two weeks. Technically four… but I’m trying to forget the others…

Despite being responsible for bringing in over a million dollars in revenue last year, my boss tells me last week I most likely will only get a $1.00/hour raise this year. Today he ices the cake by asking me (for about the fourth time in as many years) to put in writing what it is I do exactly all day so he can justify my existence to the family.

Meanwhile, my teaching gig (which literally pays triple my day job salary) got renewed starting in May (which is great), but they won’t guarantee me any long-term classes and the college’s enrollment is unstable.

So… rant coming…why can’t the good paying job be stable and the crap paying job be unstable so I can have one job?!?!?!

I’m sorry, that was self indulgent and whiney, which is unlike me.

Aaaaaarrrrgggghhhh!

Gahhhh! This Q came on such a good day!

I already wrote up a big rant in the progress thread about how I’m allergic to my ostomy supplies, I will summarize here: itchy as fuck, can’t leave the house due to the appliance not sticking well and leaking, doped up on benedryl 24/7, scared I’m developing new autoimmune problems.

I’m having a horrible day with my ostomy when my best friend texts me from college. It had been a while since we’d talked and she was telling me about how great her classes were and the picture next to her name on my phone was of her and her new boyfriend and she looks so happy and goddamnit I should be happy for her, I am happy for her, but I also feel really fucking sorry for myself today and I just started sobbing with jealousy at seeing her living the life I wish I was living and should be living right now. I’m 18 years old and I’m housebound with a bag of poop hanging from my stomach. Fuck this. :(

What a great question…. I’ll give you the Reader’s Digest version of the horseshit that happened to me recently.

Underage kids hide in my closet from campus security.
I’d been doing homework all night and had nothing to do with the party.
Security bursts into my room and asks me where I’m hiding the fugitives.
I tell them I don’t know what they are talking about. I didn’t. I thought the closet kids were playing a game.
Security gets inches from my face, calls me a bullshitter, finds the kids.
I get written up and cited for alcohol violations and lying to a security officer.
Security guard yells at me more, commands me to call him “Sir,” calls me a liar, etc.
School policy: guilty until proven guiltier, or the administration decides otherwise.
Apparently all my scholarships are on the line now because I was a victim of circumstance.
My “trial” is on Friday.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK

You can read the actual nitty gritty here.

My daughter, who lives with me, was layed off. I really can’t feed all of us. Well, I guess I can but those no extras and she’s depressed. I really can’t pay her student loans. Grrr!

Yeah, how freaken selfish people are. I asked one little favor. And I’m not the type to ask favors. As a matter of fact, if I can do it myself, I will do it without bothering a soul. But when everyone else needs favors, they know which freaken door to knock on. But you ask for one little favor and suddenly this person can’t even put their social calander on hold for one freaken weekend. Even though I have put many of my weekends on hold for this person. Aggghhhhhhhhh!
I really wish I didn’t need this favor but I have no other choice. SSSHHHHHHIIIIIIIITTTTTTTT!

I thought I would get a year when nobody would die on me. It doesn’t look like this will be the case.

I’ve been feeling really sorry for myself all day and I was going to add some complaints to the thread, but after reading, I realized that I should be grateful that my basic needs are met and that I could have much worse things to deal with. So, thanks to you all for the attitude adjustment and I’m sorry to hear some of the awful things you’re going through. :(

I recently moved to a new city, and I was lucky to fall into a pre-existing group of friends. In this group, “Sarah” is the one I’m closet to. Sarah used to date “Patrick.” For some reason, Sarah thinks I’m sleeping with Patrick. I am not. Every time she drinks and sees me talking to Patrick she gets super mad and says rude things to me. I’m still the new kid and town and only know four people, Sarah and Patrik being two of them, so I think it’s a little unfair that I should not talk to him and reduce my friend group by 25%.

Awwwwww. I’m sending huge (((HUGS))) and chocolate to all you guys, and dammit, if you really want one, I’ll even share my xanax. I’m so sorry to hear about everyone’s difficulties, and wish I really could give you all a big ol hug and a helping hand!

Old question is old, but I need it again. Is that against the rules of the chocolate/xanax?

I just found out that the guy from college I was obsessed with into has a girlfriend, and apparently has for the past month. I only found out because they just now decided to make it “facebook official.” I knew it was bound to happen, because he’s a great guy and it’s not like I thought he was going to wait a year for me to come back when I don’t even know how into me he was in the first place, but it still hurts like the dickens. I’m so embarrassed picturing him and his friends reading my semi-flirtacious facebook comments and saying “uh, dude, should we tell her?”

My sister called me a little while ago so my dad could say goodbye to me. He could barely speak. I took the opportunity to tell him how he impacted my life.

I told my bosses that my father may very well be on his death bed, and they’re scheduling me conference calls and what not.

@Mariah :*( You can come over and we’ll have a xanax and chocolate party. I’ve been in your shoes, albeit a long time ago, but it hurt and was definitely embarassing. (((hugs)))

@mrentropy WOW. I’m sure you need your job, especially in this economy, but holy crap. If I were “working” and my job did that to me, I think I’d threaten a lawsuit. That in itself might get me fired, but jeez, you NEED to go be with your dad. I am SO sorry this is happenning to you.

I’m in Texas, my dad is in New Jersey, and my bosses are in California. There’s a bit of disconnect. Getting a flight today is doubtful, getting someone to take care of my animals today is very doubtful. I actually don’t have any friends here so I’m kind of stuck. I’m not even in the right frame of mind to make any kind of decision.

And thank you for your sentiments.

That really sucks. I’m so sorry. BTW, I live in Texas too… come on over with your animals. =0)

@WillWorkForChocolate That’s kind of like saying “We both live in France!” except France is slightly smaller than Texas. :)

Holy cow. I found out that I will need surgery on the same foot that I had operated on about 2 years ago. I’m highly annoyed. It’s tendon surgery, so I know what to expect. It’s the only surgery I truly remember waking up from, crying in pain.

It’s not going to be a huge financial burden, we do have great insurance. It’s just a huge burden on my husband, even though he won’t really complain. I won’t be able to drive or bear any weight on it for at least 6 weeks, then the rest of the recovery and physical therapy starts. Last time, it was at least 6 months before things seemed a bit more normal.

@mrentropy Nah, depending on where you live, it could take up to a maximum of thirteen hours to drive here. That’s not so horrible, is it? :P

@cak Eewww, I’m sending you advance wishes for a speedy recovery! :(

@WillWorkForChocolate All right. Give me your address then. The birds don’t travel well, though.

We’re really close to Dallas….. but my cats may traumatize your birds.

I have family in Denton, somewhere. Still. I think.

All the cats we’ve had learned to stay away from the birds. Usually I have to stop them from trying to take a bite of tail. Now it’s just me and one cat and he’s still pretty respectful of the tree pruning beaks and sharp talons. I’ve heard that dogs are more of a threat than cats, and I suspect that ferrets might be a danger to them as well.

Oh, yeah, Dallas is only four hours away. That’s not too bad. Not like Dalhart, TX.

OMG, I’m only 4 hours away from a fellow jelly! I’m giddy with excitement!

Just take I 35 south and you’ll run me over, eventually.

LOL

Building nuclear power plants right next to the Pacific Ring of Fire.

And designing them to handle up to 8.3 earthquakes, thinking stronger earthquakes won’t happen and tsunamis are a thing of the past.