If I were a pet, I'd ask to be put down

I'm sick.

Food poisoning perhaps?  This on top of feeling cranky, hormonal and having a crushing headache.  Completely icky.  And I've found everyone and everything gets on my last nerve, lately.  I've felt talentless, replaceable, and about a breath away from saying something really awful to everyone I've talked to for the last few days.

So what do I do?  Count my blessings.  Even if I don't wanna and it kills me.  *pouty face*

( 100 things that make me happy )

There.  Marginally better.

EDIT:  This is my list from 2 years ago.  Huh.