this pic from pubrecord.org is reading my mind!

ahhh the joys of being a woman, I was contemplating a breakfast of painkillers and chocolate this morning, but then I thought it would be redundant following my midnight snack of chocolate and painkillers last night. Then I was going to have a pizza, but changed my mind and opted to be healthier (actually the pizza place was still opening up) so I grabbed a croissant and orange juice and jelly beans and I might follow it with chocolate and painkillers.
The thing is; I suffer from pms actually my friends and family suffer from my pms. No, I don’t become bitchy and mean (husband might disagree) I just have realy bad cramps and become  ridiculously emotional, like I’d cry  because they don’t have my favourite flavour of doritos (with my dorito consumption, you’d think my favourite doritos would be an open one) anyway my point was I’m feeling crappy today, even worse than when I got home yesterday and a broken tap had turned my bathroom and guest room (actually a store room with a bed and a trampoline-nothing kinky its those exercisey things) into an indoor swimming pool and I had to deal with that before I could veg out in front of the tv, yes i feel crappier than that, but I have high hopes, wish me luck.