Never ask why I'm cranky...

...Because first of all, I will actually tell you..probably in great detail. Secondly, I can usually find something to be crabby about if questioned. And thirdly, asking me why I'm crabby actually makes me crabby. So don't ask. Today, I swear to you, it was like being in "Office Space" when that lady comes by and says "Looks like someone has a case of the 'mondays'!" ... I kid you not. People I hardly know were giving me that look you give crazy people so you don't set them off. But yesterday was my birthday, and I was in a perfectly fine mood... So why is it that I'm constantly seen as a drama queen, and a crabby person?? Is it possible that really the problem lies with everyone else? I believe that if it weren't for other people in the world, I'd probably be a very happy, well-adjusted, fun to be around gal. (I'd probably even be the kind of person who would use the word "gal" twice in one blog... sorry about that.. ) BUT because of the stupidity of others, I am forced to go through life irritated and annoyed. That is NOT the same as angry. For example, I am not angry at my new friend the gym teacher... I am irritated with him. For me to be angry, I would have to think people were irritating me on purpose, but I am pretty sure they are just somehow deficient, and unable to realize how annoying they have become to me. That does not mean we can't be friends. I am friends with many people who irritate me... And I am sure, in turn, that I irritate them. Get ready because here is my personal definition of friendship:

Friendship is acknowledging that someone irritates you, but being willing to be irritated with that person -- because being irritated or annoyed with them is better than not being with them at all.

But I swear if one more person asks me why I'm so cranky today.............. grrrrrrrrrrrrr....