grumpy grumpy

I'm tired and grumpy. Actually, just grumpy, but that makes me tired. And I can't have a bath because of the new floor being put down, and that is what I do when I am grumpy. Boo.

I don't even know why I am particularly grumpy. I think it is because all of the cool people are in the group that I'm not in, and I am just not warming to anyone in my group - they are like the first wives club, but with no class, and they all smoke and eat chips. In general, I am not against these two crimes against health, but somehow, they just seem to embody all the reasons why I don't like these people. And I am stuck with them for seven weeks! Dear god. Actually, dear God, please don't let it be any longer than that.

I met Z for coffee today, and we were both tired, so we had hardly any chat. Still, it was nice to be vaguely social. But right now everything is putting me in a bad mood, and I don't know what to do to get out of it. And eating that donut most certainly did not help.