What’s with the pissy mood, bitch head? Hunh? Think it’s just the gray sky? It’s SUNNY today idiot self! Yes, the sun is not shining on you. Yes, your hand hurts. It’s minor. The most minor pain imaginable. What is with you? Little princess stupid pants, so sensitive and out of whack that you don’t even want to go to yoga where all you have to do is LIE DOWN on the floor. Sounds easy to me. Jump! JUMP up! and listen to lively music and get your self going, drainboard girl. Ug.