"i'm going to listen to country music, the music of pain."

So it's come to my attention that for the past three or four days, I've been, quote, "a cranky, mercurial, emo bastard and would you just get over it already?" Which is totally true. And I hate being a cranky bastard, although it is my default setting, because mopey people are annoying and also because pouting gives you chin wrinkles.

But, internet, I just don't know what to do. My iPod is no help; it's on shuffle right now, and honest to god, these were the last five songs it played, IN A ROW: "An Olive Grove Facing the Sea," "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now," "Candy Says," "No Name no 5" and "Cars and Telephones." I mean, COME ON. That is not cool, Kaiser 2: Electric Boogaloo. Not cool at all.

So I'm tasking you guys with cheering me up - youtube videos, links to more lolcastic stories of 90210 spinoffs, pictures of cats with stuff on them, whatever gets the job done. Cause no one should ever go through their day saying, without a hint of irony, "Only Morrissey knows how I feel."

xx erin