Depressing Realization of the Day:

I have never been referred to as a 'screeching harpy.' A bitch, sure! I was even labeled as having a 'foul, putrid, hate-filled little mouth*', but harpy? Not once.

My life is shit.


*=Upon further reflection, this was 'venomous, putrid, hate-filled little mouth', which just makes it SO much better.