June 27th, 2007 Im pretty sure I had an arguement with everyone I know today. I got absoultly nothing at all done, and ended up in my car for a mere 2 1/2 hours in monsoon like conditions moving an inch every 10 minutes. I was supposed to be headed to the city to have a meeting, but the whole shit got canned when the weather went haywire, but before that storm there was a much larger one going on in my head….PMS makes me feel so bad I swear I could easily just drink wine all day and stay home…but alas I am not a fairy princess with no responsibilities so I cannot. I think the day that the PMS is thee worst is always the day that everyone I care about is missing…..go figure, just when I need a hug the most…oh well. Hopefully I can attach an IV of vodka to my arm to get me thru the next few days, or believe me the world is in great danger! Lookout! So I told my Mommy that I had PMS and I was gonna commit homicide or suicide and luckliy she bought me some Midol: what she DIDNT do was tell me it contained something close to Morphine! (or so it seemed) I took two Midol and tried to drive to the mall only twenty minutes away- I didnt make it! To say the least, I had to turn around and go home, I felt like I took Valium, smoked weed then had a glass of Merlot, that shit is so strong Im SURE the recipe had to be made by a man!
