In A Mood

I am in a mood.  A mood that will not be made better by any human being dead or alive. The sort of mood where you don't want to be happy.  Where you like scrutinizing everyone in the world because when you are synical, you are devilishly clever.

This is the sort of mood that begins at 9 o'clock AM when your sister barges into your snug room, grabs your iphone and announces that your mother wants you awake.  This is the sort of mood that cannot be alleviated, even when your father comes in and tries nicely to wake you up by giving you a back rub.  Even the shower, which usually gives you such great enjoyment, only makes you happier for a little while. 

This is the sort of mood that can be hidden and almost forgotten about all day long as you go about your day.  Not hidden enough to make you unlazy however (yes that is now a word).  You try to finish your diagnostic essay which is due in less than a week, but you're really bored and you don't care about your essay. 

This is the sort of mood where you really don't want to walk your dog.  You don't want to smile and wave to your neighbor as he walks by with his dog.  You raise your eyes to heaven and thank God when you see the neighbor is on his phone.  You keep your mouth shut and you keep walking.  The dog will not poop.  So you stand, ridiculously to the side of the road chanting "go poop, go poop, go poop."

This is a mood where you feel sorry for every crouchy person you have ever encountered.  You understand the source of Clifford's neighbor's woe. You understand why Lassater despises Shawn Spencer.  You feel like you are the tight lipped, no nonsense chief who doesn't trust Shawn in the least.  You know that grouchy people are just people who don't want to be bothered.  People who are eternally trapped in a bad mood.  So you sit down with your lap top, and you write a blog post about your mood.  You don't bother to give it a happy ending because that would spoil your perfectly good bad mood.  Quite frankly, you are tired of writing posts where you start out depressed and end up happy.  So you stop writing,  and you close with these words.