Using the hate and anger of a thousand burning suns, I tossed my hair behind me, and tackled V's room, J's room, and J and my room, and came out victorious.
Today is day three of PMS. The hate and anger of a thousand burning suns fails to adequately convey the sheer desire for all human life to die hideous, unspeakable deaths. Please, dear Lady, let there be surcease. Chocolate might help. Coke and chocolate. Yeah.
I have had champagne and celebrated tomorrow's birthday. Tonight, I sleep. Tomorrow, hopefully, I will allow all humankind to live, and feel better.
Today is day three of PMS. The hate and anger of a thousand burning suns fails to adequately convey the sheer desire for all human life to die hideous, unspeakable deaths. Please, dear Lady, let there be surcease. Chocolate might help. Coke and chocolate. Yeah.
I have had champagne and celebrated tomorrow's birthday. Tonight, I sleep. Tomorrow, hopefully, I will allow all humankind to live, and feel better.
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Date: 2008-12-11 12:39 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-12-11 10:30 pm (UTC)From::-)
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Date: 2008-12-11 12:49 pm (UTC)From:*love*
I would feed you chocolate if I could...
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Date: 2008-12-11 10:32 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-12-11 12:55 pm (UTC)From:x
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Date: 2008-12-11 10:34 pm (UTC)From:that means a lot
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Date: 2008-12-11 11:18 pm (UTC)From:You get the idea. It was very productive and I felt MUCH Better than I usually do after a bout of PMS.