And I can't believe how I act sometimes. Like this time of the month in particular.
Today my darling-dearest brought me Advil at work because I've got cramps something mayjah. And I totally jumped down his throat. And now I feel like a jerk. But, because he really is the greatest, he told me to stop acting like a child and calm the heck down; and we talked on the phone and he told me he loved me anyway.
And my incredibly smart and intuitive friend Kate told me that I needed to calm the heck down, too. Which means that I need to calm the heck down. I'm sorry, world!
On the flip side, today I'm wearing an outfit that I have labeled "sleazy mid 1970s."
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