A couple of weeks ago I came across Pugly Pixel's hilarious post on Chronic Bitchface, a common but misunderstood condition Kris Atomic has brought to forefront (thank god) helping sufferers (eh-hem) feel less. . . well. . . bitchy. This week at work (yes it's only Tues), I was asked the following questions, "you ok?", "you tired, Molly?", "oh, you're stressed", and my personal favorite "when are you going to smile again?" (dead serious. that is what he said. idiotic isn't it?) Really? I look that bad? I mean, yes, when I was in my twenties and carefree, broke and bubblingly (yes, that is my word. bubblingly) happy I probably walked around my ten-times-less-stressful workplace (that was coincidently filled with my best friends, with whom I was likely planning my next happy hour ) with a big fat smile smashed across my skinnier, younger face. I've digressed. All this to say, I came right home to capture this here bitchface (Hubs kept making me laugh so I don't think this is at full tilt but you get the idea), and thus, my contribution to the awareness of Chronic Bitchface. It may not be the official bitchface awareness day, but it is in my world. No I'm not mad, or sad or unhappy - I'm working and yes, a little stressed and/or tired, but I'm FINE and it's just the way my face is!! Thank you, Kris Atomic, from all of us chronic bitchface sufferers.