:: Throws baby pacifiers and Zoloft at the human race::

[matrixrefugee]

I'm starting to think half my problems deal with having to listen to other people whinewhinewhine about Every. Damn. Thing. This doesn't mean that people who don't have legitimate worries and problems can't talk about them in front of me: If you're sick or lost your job or having trouble at home and need to vent, that's a whole other horse of a different color. Those are the big things and you have the right to grumble about it. I'm referring to people who seem to borrow trouble wherever they go. People like Mrs. Tolliver whining about when spring is going to get here and what a bad winter we had (Granted, we had quite a bit of snow, but we didn't have any huge stretches of sub-zero-with-the-wind-chill weather that we sometimes get). Or people in MxO whining about how dead the game is, when what they don't seem to realize is their attitude is scaring off the new players. Or people who slam other people for liking something; granted, I might be vocal about how much I don't like, say, Twilight, but I'd never, ever slam someone for liking it. Or news reports about city workers goofing off on the job and wasting the taxpayers' money; like none of us have ever done that?

I'm trying to write about something interesting that happened to me, but right now, my nerves are too shot for me to find anything pleasant. I feel like other people need therapy and depression meds more than *I* do, so why should I be the one taking it for other people's problems?!