Grrrrrrrrr...and yay.

Day 2 of quitting smoking and already I'm feeling mildly homicidal... "Stay out of her way, she's a total bitch today!" I think Gilles wants to take me shopping at Wal-Mart in hopes of easing the homicidal thoughts today. I need pants since my stupid meds are causing me to gain weight (dammit!)... I just hope he's prepared to buy me running shoes and a few nice tops too! Maybe if I have nice clothes that fit, I won't feel like such a frump, and I'll be less inclined to feeling like hurting people. Okay, that's my rant of the day.