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An Rx for Rage

One of my many WTF expressions

It’s been a trying week. There’s something that happens to me when there’s a full moon and my lady hormones are out of control. I get irritable and short-tempered and have zero tolerance for stupid and/or annoying behavior. When you top that off with tasks that require me to actually use my brain, you end up with one extremely cranky and unfriendly Melissa. Hey, I think I’m allowed to be a complete bitch three days out of the month. I can’t be uber-nice all the time! Side note: I need a t-shirt that says: PMS IS REAL.

Tomorrow is Friday and I’m slowly getting over my rage. I at least have the satisfaction of knowing that I was productive this week and accomplished things despite my sour mood. Also, my cheerful moments are extra cheery and genuine during these times. I may have had wanted to punch people today, but I also wanted to hug strangers who made me laugh. In an attempt to further focus on positive thinking, allow me to reflect on a few things for which I am grateful.

August | I’m a bit shocked that it’s already August! It’s going to be a good month, though. My birthday is coming up and it’s also my sister’s birthday month, I’m going out of town at least once, I have lots of time off, and I’m hoping to enjoy the warm weather while it lasts. It’ll be my first birthday as a vegan. If you love me, you’ll buy me cake from The Chicago Diner. Which cake, you ask? Why, ALL the cakes, of course.

The French Press | I’m not exactly wealthy these days so I’ve tried to be good about making coffee to bring to work everyday. Thank goodness for the wonderful French press. So fast and easy and — I’ll say it — better than drip coffee. I just need to remember to be careful as I reach the end of my cup lest I choke on the sediment that made it in with the coffee while in a conference room with several people while facilitating a meeting. Did ya get that?

Siblings | I can complain all day about my family but I think I would fall into sudden depression if I wasn’t around them as often as I am. My sister is my BFF and my brother has been awesome by taking time to help me figure out travel stuff.

Jocie & Juju & Jason | How can I not love my sister’s children? They’re so cute! I would love them just as much if they were butt ugly (I think).

Frank Ocean’s Channel Orange | I finally got around to listening to Frank Ocean’s album today. Um, I may have gotten a bit hot and bothered at my cubicle while listening to it. Ahem. Thank you, Frank Ocean.

Smart, Perceptive, and Supportive Friends | I’m grateful for all of my friends, but there are a handful of people in my life who are just brilliant and thoughtful and honest — and they actually like me. I crave the company of genuine people who love me for me, encourage me to be better, and who appreciate my how insanely weird and introspective I am. If I seem a little desperate to be around you or communicate with you as much as possible, it’s because I think you’re smart and supercool and I want to absorb your knowledge and your coolness and your soul. Just kidding about your soul. Maybe. Anyway, I can only hope that I add as much value to my friends’ lives as they do to mine.

A Good Night’s Sleep | Yes, it’s been a trying week, but I’ve slept really well all week.

And with that, I shall bid you adieu!

Currently

Happy Sunday! Wait. Happy Monday! Oh, how I love and hate Monday holidays. I know I should be glad that I will only have a four day work week (and I only had a four day work week last week since I took Friday off), but the weeks where we get Monday off seem so long. Anyway, here’s what’s been happening.

Turning Veganese turned celebrated its six month anniversary which also means that I’ve been on my way to being vegan for six months. I feel great and morally superior to omnivores. Just kidding about that last part. But, I do feel great. I have had to shop for new clothes to go with my slightly new body. A better diet isn’t everything, though, so…

…I’ve decided to start working out again. My reasons for wanting to exercise are mostly superficial. Like I said, I feel great, but I would like to look great. I would also like to be more physically fit. I walked up seven flights of stairs at work a couple weeks ago and sounded like I was having a panic attack afterward. A guy at work does it everyday and said he started out the same way, but now it’s pretty much effortless. That’s good motivation. We have an on-site gym at work, so all I have to do is drag my ass in there. I dusted off the old gym bag (I literally had to dust it off) and packed it for tomorrow.

Another thing I’m going to try doing is bringing my lunch to work. I spend so much money on coffee, breakfast, lunch and snacks at work. It’s icky and it’s putting me in the poor house. Anyone got any recommendations on a good French press? I have one but I’m thinking of buying a nicer one and keeping the old one at work.

As part of my lazy Memorial Day, I thought it would be nice to watch a movie while laying in bed. I guess I could have watched it while working out in front of the TV, but I didn’t, OK? I watched a modern-day classic, the 2011 version of Footloose.

Watching this movie did not change my life and I bet you are rolling your eyes or laughing at the fact that I watched it. Well, I enjoyed it! I thought Kenny Wormald was charming. Shut up.

I also watch good stuff, like Mad Men. Ohmigosh, did you see last night’s episode, “The Other Woman?” Sooo good. So disturbingly good. Quietly shocking and thought-provoking. I just love Jon Hamm. And I love Ginsberg. I think Ben Feldman is cute and I love him in Drop Dead Diva and that Hillary Duff movie he was in and I swear to you that I am an intelligent person with good taste in television and movies.

Music-wise, I’m liking the new record by The Walkmen. I also can’t get Rihanna and Carly Rae Jepsen out of my head. Why am I admitting this on my blog? That’s my cue to end this post and go to bed.