Pick Your Neg Mood

I feel like a yarn of nerves lately. This word I've concocted to make up for language deficiency. Simply put a wool extended from its ball would either end up productive as a future mitten or get gnarly like this tepid description. I'm the latter, a bunched up negative thesaurus of anxiety, neurosis, depression and stress all inside of me. The company held the Christmas party on a Wednesday at Kincaid's. Boss number 2 was my secret Santa. He gave me a fancy Banana Republic scarf and black gloves patterned after my new black and white coat (neurosis). When the party was over a metal stick somewhere in El Camino Real flew up and hit the windshield of a car I happened to be driving (stress). I tell you my little car is a total magnet for falling debris (paranoia). After picking up my altered pants from the cleaners (depression, bec. i'm a shorty) I went home not ever grateful that the extra early time off from work was actually utilized for studying for a test (anxiety)... While the situation may not be as pleasing I believe this is a master plan for something. You see, there was I reason I received wine that day(drowning sorrow).

And in conclusion, my day is still dominated by those sets of neg descripts, just cycled differently each day.