You're Standing on my Neck

Just from the title, you should know that this post would be about Daria. I remember reading about it in a teen magazine when it first came out quite a few years ago. It's a spin-off from Bevis and Butthead. Yeah, it's weird for me to admit that I ever watched that show, but truly, I was a teenager and used to hang out late at sleepover parties. We had to have something to do besides daring each other to eat weird things. Thank goodness this was before Fear Factor and SUDSU (gummy bears and skim milk), so nothing truly disgusting ever entered into our little sleep-deprived brains.

Anyway, I recently got the first season of Daria, and I've been watching it. I seriously think it's hilarious, but that probably has something to do with the mood I've been in lately.

Today, it occurred to me that I must be depressed - just a mood swing I'm sure - but depressed nonetheless. Blah ... I know I've been really stressed and busy for the past two weeks, and it has let up a bit this week, but I just feel like everyone sucks - myself included - and that there's no reason to bother with anything. I've become extremely sensitive to noise and my nerves feel tight as wire. I'm moody. Normally, I feel like I live such a small life that it doesn't matter what I do or how fast I do it, but I've been starting to drag other people down by my bad mood - which is inexcuseable. Yeah, I've been ripping into people like there aren't any consequences for acting like an ass. And saying horrible things in public. It's getting quite bad.

So, in the middle of all this, I started watching bitter Daria. I think it made me feel better. At least I'm snapish without thinking first. If I'm snapish after I've done an internal dialogue - that's something else - and that would require more severe action than just quarentining myself in my house until I naturally stop being waspish.

Just remember girls - testosterone is a happy hormone - estrogen isn't.