Getting sick of BS Wednesday

I guess I just got tired of the bullshit today. I mean there's only so much a person can take. I'm still pissed off about the rumors that nasty little brat spread around about me. Then finding out that someone else is writing the book I wanted to write for my publisher. I knew the idea would come out sooner or later and I wanted to beat anyone else to the punch.
And I'm still waiting for the checks that are due. Mid Oct my ass. And there are people waiting for payments.
And then there's the dog. her attitude is getting real shitty. And I try to be so helpful and pacient, but she's not interested in helping at all. She reminds me of my parents. Just not even try, just wear it all out on Spooky. She puts up with everything. She'll let everyone walk all over her. Even her dog has no respect, won't even try to help out.
I'm scared that when M comes to visit this weekend and if she acts up, I'll let her have it.
Plus I'm frustrated I'm missing the Vegas Show. Abd I'm behind in my work. And it's record cold. And I need to lose about 10 pounds to even think of fitting into most of my clothes. And M is thinner than me for the first time ever.
And those witches in that club are throwing me out. And that blonde witch is living the good life in paradise.
And my brother moved back home when I really needed him and the family here.
So no, I'm feeling shitty today. And no it's not PMS. I get tired of being nice all the time.