Oy.

Gee, let's think about this a little. I spent yesterday waffling between homicidal and utterly depressed, being mainly triggered by little things. I had a low grade backache all day. I've been craving caffiene and chocolate like nobody's business. And meat. And I wake up today and I'm still completely surprised that my period's arrived?

And the little plastic castle is a surprise every time. *facepalm*

cramps suck.

Yesterday was actually fine once sunny and I got home and settled in for a night of hot beverages and Law & Order. Really, all that was going on yesterday was that a series of little things that I think normally wouldn't bother me had me ready to break shit by the time I met sunny at the new GothInABox in the mall. And I do mean little things - the weather, a frustrating project at work, someone who has for no reason at all taken issue with me getting on my bus at UMass. Ah well. Around 9:30, gossamer_gull came over and told us a fabulous bedtime story about her Adventures in Great Britain with gymli. (they have fabulous pics, too - g.g. was using them for visual aids as she was narrating.)

Today is work, and then I'm not sure what I'm doing with my evening, though it will partially involve dishes. And then it's the midnight show at Cinemark! Yay for the tenth anniversary of Clerks!

And now, your moment of zen...

Dear World,

Yes, that was me earlier, marching triumphantly through my house (naked), brandishing a pair of my Jockeys, and yelling "Under! Under! Under! UNDERPANTS! HOOOOO!" in true cartoon superhero form.

nothing to worry about here.

Thank you.

A.

WTF.

Ah. Apparently I was due for a rage period. I mean I'm usually either mildly cranky or... well, overly frisky the day before and the day of, but every so often that time of the month coincides with everything pissing me the hell off.

Okay, not everything. Things that didn't piss me off - beatgoddess asking about the dishes, sydneycat's news, getting to watch the sky catch fire on my way home. And getting to cuddle a bit with sunny. practically verything else? Oh, yeah.

Fair warning, I'm likely to be a serious bitch tonight, so I'll probably take a vow of mostly silence at Clerks tonight so I still have friends left in the morning.

...it probably isn't helping that I'm listening to Wolfsheim's "Find You're Here" and "Find You're Gone" on loop, huh?