Curse you, bipolar!

This evening I went from adventurous and horny to sad and nostalgic to warm n' fuzzy to lonely and grouchy. I'm about to get a migraine and I'm hating the holidays (which I never ever thought I'd do, but this year I am a single friendless loser so it makes sense) and I'm exasperated at myself for all of it.

I'm just going to go drown my sorrows in midnight mac and cheese.