i read the news today, oh boy.

why does emotion run our lives? how can 8 hours of sleep take me from feeling fine, and turn me into a nasty, pizza-eating, person; saying things i don't say left & right? why does it suddenly seem okay to eat everything that's in front of me & sit all day? how can i go from content to anxious so fast? it's not fair. i think we should have one setting. "normal"
i don't like this stuff.