ooh oh witchy woman

Normally I am quick to be a little femi-nazi and point out how sexist men can be when a guy makes off-handed stereotypical comments about women. However, I am equally quick to pull the gender card one week out of the month during the time true ladies do not directly speak of.

Patience is NOT one of my virtues, on a good day. But I usually manage to mind my manners and even be charming from time to time. On a bad day, I can barely be civil. At best, I want to curse and scream at someone. At worst, I excitedly imagine executing a nice ass-beating.

It is amazing the people around me tolerate my bullshit. I can hardly stand to be around myself. While recognizing how unreasonable my attitude is, it also raises questions about the people I interact with. Maybe I'm being a tad mental, but I wouldn't feel that way if I weren't pushed to the edge in the first place by inane comments, fake gestures, ridiculous inquiries, and petty attempts at bickering.

I also feel like a fat heifer, yet I can't help the simultaneous urge to lay around and eat decadent foods. I blame it all on my female chromosones. Maybe being burned at the stake would cure me of this bullshit.