i got my rock moves, and i don't need you...

Am I getting crabbier or is there just more stupid in the world right now? It's entirely possible that the stupid was always among us, I just have no patience for it now. And there are several varieties of the stupid bugging the living shit out of me right now. And I kinda feel like listing them:

- The drama llama stupid - Ah, people. I could be like Lionel Richie and spend ALL! NIGHT! LONG! writing about this one. I'm so tired of it, it's not even funny. Since my surgery, I've spent a lot of time on message boards for those of us who have been sliced and diced, and I've grown weary of the posts that go something like "OMG! I went to a dinner and they had a dessert there with SUGAR in it! Don't they know I can't eat that? Why would they put it in the same room as me? OMG, no one cares about me! Nothing will ever be good!" People, it's time to build a bridge and GET OVER IT. As far as I'm concerned, the day I signed on for surgery is the same day I signed on to live my sugar-free life in a sugar-filled world. Do I wish sometimes that there were more sugar-free options at restaurants and parties? Of course I do, but I'm sure as hell not going to expect the whole world to cater to my needs. And do I feel deprived? Oh hells no. For me, deprivation ended on August 25th, 2008.

- The know-it-all stupid - Earlier tonight, after my workout, I ate part of a protein bar that I've eaten many times before. It didn't agree with me tonight, unfortunately. Not anywhere near as bad as the Sugar Free Oreo Incident, but still, it wasn't the most pleasant feeling in the world. I felt shaky, had some pouch pain, and had a sweaty head. It felt like Dumping Syndrome Junior. So I made a remark on the Facebook that I am going to un-friend the Supreme Protein bars. I thought it was funny, and that my surgery peeps would appreciate the humor. Then I was advised by a Know-It-All that I should really buy my groceries around the perimeter of the store. Ummm... the who and the what now? I wasn't looking for advice, I wasn't even looking for sympathy, but please, don't kick me when I'm down, and don't give me some oversimplified, unsolicited, stupid advice. I've been at this almost 11 months, I've been quite successful, I think I know what I am doing. The know-it-all even reiterated this remark, ya know, in case I didn't catch it the first time. Please! When she loses 150lb, AS I HAVE, she can give me all the advice she wants, but until then she can keep her whore mouth shut. The same goes for every other know-it-all out there.


Wow, I really could continue writing about teh studips but you know, just citing these two examples has left me feeling so! much! better! Now off to do more smart things. Good night!