September 30, 1999

Here it is, the last day in September, and predictably I'm feeling a little depressed. This happens every year around this time. This year, I think it's compounded by the fact that I just started taking the pill, so my body chemistry is all whacked out. The doctor told me I might have weird side effects in the first month or two, so I guess I'll just ride this out and hope it gets better after awhile.

Seriously, last night was terrible. Keith and I were sitting downstairs watching TV, and the Man Show came on Comedy Central and I almost started crying because it was so mean. This is fairly atypical behavior for me. Usually I only get this moody and weird when I'm about to start my period, and I'm nowhere near that time right now. Luckily, Keith is being very understanding. Hopefully I'll snap out of it soon.

Speaking of the Man Show, do guys actually like this show? The whole thing is guys standing around drinking beer and talking about how much women suck. OK, if women suck so much, then why do they have half-naked chicks running around doing high kicks constantly? I guess that's what pisses me off so much. They want women around to look at, but they also want to make fun of women constantly. Whatever.

For the record, I hate comedy that's completely anti-man, too. I just think that type of humor is mean and un-funny, and I don't like watching it. The only reason I've watched the Man Show a few times is because it's on Wednesday nights between South Park and the Daily Show.

I should have a longer entry today, since I'm not even at work, but I think I'm just going to peter out. Keith tried to wake me up this morning for like an hour, and I just didn't feel like rolling out of bed. I was too morose and sleepy, and finally around 9:30 I staggered out of bed and called work to tell them I wasn't coming in.

I hope this malaise lifts soon. I think it's partially the pill and partially the weather. It's not that I don't like gray, rainy days -- I really don't mind them, especially after three months of nonstop summer weather. It's just that when the sun isn't out I have trouble waking up in the mornings, and I feel less energetic. Maybe I need to start working out or something.

Maybe I just need a heat lamp. Who knows?

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