John Edwards fathered the headache I’ve had for two weeks
I’ve had a headache for two weeks now. I don’t have health insurance so I’m not going to a doctor. So be it if I have an aneurysm because the last two weeks have been the most irritating two weeks of my life. Every day feels like PMDD, and if you suffer from that debilitating form of PMS, you know what I’m talking about. I’m so irritated, tired, and annoyed that If I ran into John Edwards right now I would take out all my frustration on him. I would knee him in the crotch.
In the last two weeks I’ve had to move and moving is an awful task. My lease is up and packing makes me hate. Unpacking makes me hate even more.
So, in the midst of moving I had to travel to Chicago. This trip to the Windy City was for business, not for pleasure. I had to attend an AEJMC Conference because somehow a paper I wrote with my roommate- to- be won a top paper prize. I hope I never win a top paper prize again. Presenting the paper made me so nervous I got drunk the night before. Presenting a paper to a roomful of smug and scary academics while hung over was so awful I wish I could extract that moment from my memory–or have an aneurysm so I don’t have to think about it anymore.
I’ve had to put off my thesis because I’ve been so busy moving and preparing for the Chicago presentation. This stresses me out so much I think my head is truly going to explode. I need to get this damned thesis finished because I need to get the hell out of Syracuse. And, I need to get my degree so I can move on and get a job with health insurance.
As my personal stress grows, another politician sex-scandal hits the news. Former presidential candidate John Edwards cheated on his cancer-stricken wife and blames it on narcissicism. Generally, I would not really care too much, but it just so happens that I was at my highest stress point when the mainstream media finally reported on the story that everybody else already knew. So, John Edwards, I want to take my stress out on you. Please, please let me beat the crap out of you. I could so use the catharsis.
