Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Pissy.

What's more irritating than being in a pissy mood? That's right, people who feel compelled to take you away from yourself. As a friend once so cleverly said, "I'm not Mary-fucking-sunshine 24/7."

Truer words aint been said. I'm not in a good mood for various reasons, and thanks, I don't need to be cheered up. I do not require a smile, nor should I "buck up" so you will feel better about yourself. People who smile all the time need to reduce their dosage of Wellbutrin, Celexa, Prozac, or whatever the fuck you're on.

It's not natural to be happy all the time, contrary to what the American pharmaceutical industry might want you to believe. People get sick and die. Jobs and careers are flushed down toilets. Friends are betrayed. Bad things happen to good people. It's all part of the life thing, and it's not all daisies and puppies.

That lobster you ate last night is shit today. Last weeks roses are compost. Youth withers to age.

Lesson to be learned? If someone tells you they are pissy, be supportive, but not invasive. I'll call you if I want to talk to you; I have no qualms about doing that, and in the same vein, if someone phones you at 3am to talk, you have the responsibility as a friend and human to listen. However, it's not your place to tell someone to smile because they might bring you down. That's self-centered.

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