My incessant whining, today–mostly the internal-monologue-whine, but also the phone-whines to my mom and sister–is even annoying me. It’s a combination of PMS, “spring break” overload, and very likely, malnutrition. But dear god, I’m tired of listening to myself today. I need to get the hell over myself. Get down off the cross. Quit yer bitchin’ and love life kitchen.* Chill the fuck out. Um…anybody got any other ways to tell me to quit whining? Obscure regional sayings especially welcome.

*This was on the sign in front of a kitchen/campsite at some festival–possibly Pagan, definitely hippie–that a friend of mine was at years ago. The phrase has stuck with me and pops up in my head more often than you’d think.