Mood still stinks... Pah!

I hate this, with every breath I want to rip something, if anyone feels like donating a punching bag let me know, that would be a groovy thing.

In all honesty I didn't help myself by looking in the mirror and discovering that the cut above my eye (just on the end of the brow) from the new years escapade, although healed, has scarred and the area is a little tender. The scar wouldn't normally worry me, it's small - but my eyebrows are so light they are at times almost invisible and non-existant so it won't cover it and it's more obvious than I'm happy about. Perhaps it will still settle down. Next time I will remember not to be such a booze sodden idiot.