When sitcoms parallel your reality

I've been in a dark place since about 11:00 this morning.  It all started with a spectroscopy assignment that my prof said was going to be "tedious but simple".  Well, he was part right, it was very tedious, but no where near simple.  Great start to the day. 
I finished as much of it as I could today and moved on to a presentation for the same class.  Normally I have no problem building a PowerPoint but when you're not graded on it, it's a little tough. 
I got a text at about 5:00 which extended my dark mood well into this evening.  Although it's not the cause of my bummed mood, it sure did escalate it.  Either way, I cried for a couple of hours, for no real particular reason and trying to stop was a lost cause.  I had a bath, and cried in it.  Big, round, pink tears....it was a pink bath. 

I hummed and hawed about going out for cake, to help me feel better, then was going to meet up with a group of friends for a birthday and others for board games, but really I don't know if I'll be able to be pleasant enough to be around people right now.  I opted to stay in and make up my mind around 9:00. 

I found an episode of How I Met Your Mother.  It was a gooder, and a classic.  It was the episode where Lilly gets jealous because Robin finds a group of "Single Girls" to Whooooo! with.  At the end of the episode, Lilly tries to hang out with the single girls, but feels out of place so Robin explains why they need to Whoooo!  The scene moves to the dance floor and each single girl Whooo!'s and a subtitle about why they're Whooo!-ing is on the screen.  One is "I never get second dates", another is "I may never be a mother", and another is "I cry in the shower"...and then for comedy's sake Ted dances across the floor and his subtitle is "My career and my love-life is in the toilet".  Except for Ted's subtitle, I've thought about all of the 3 previous ones (except I cried in the bath and not in the shower) in the last 3 hours.  Maybe I need to get out and Whoooo!  Maybe I need to wallow in my dark place for a little bit, figure out exactly why I'm Whooo!-ing and then go out and Whoooo!.   Who knows....

Either way, I do feel slightly better after watching HIMYM and then found Shakespeare in Love.  Saves me from figuring out how to hook up my new laptop to the TV :P  The world seems to be a better place during Shakespeare in Love.  At least when I tear up, I have an easy out for blame. 

Interesting part is that I feel better now after watching HIMYM than I did after venting to a few friends......TV has become much to large of a part of my life. 

I still have the option to hit a couple of different parties this evening...so I can go out and Whooo!.  Or I might stay in and snuggle with the little dog who seems to sit on my lap and "get me".