Hump/Fleece (PMS) Day
Hump/Fleece Day. Bad combo. Hump Day part is obvious. Booo. Still not in bed watching my very own Cheers marathon. Fleece Day (which only applies Mon-Fri - fleece on weekends or in the evenings has no attached meaning so if you see me then, don't worry) means I wear a fleece pullover to the office and am either PMS-y or sick. Does not bode well for anyone around me and most of my office mates know to stay away. Means it is highly likely I am wearing the t-shirt I wore to bed last night under the fleece. Unfortunately, because I live in L.A., it was too warm to wear fleece today, so I had to settle for a sweatshirt, which means some unsuspecting co-worker might get his head chewed off. Hopefully it won't be my assistant, who is new and helpless. Yesterday I nearly cried in my office, cried watching "The Cosby Show" at lunch and got teary-eyed watching "That 70's Show" at night. Crying during SITCOMS. Not a good sign. I'm totally hormonal right now and super sleepy. My mind is going like this:
"Grrrrrrr......HAHAHAHAH.....sobsobsob......HAHAHAH.....sllleeeepppyyyy.....Grrrrr....."
In a span of about three seconds.
"Grrrrrrr......HAHAHAHAH.....sobsobsob......HAHAHAH.....sllleeeepppyyyy.....Grrrrr....."
In a span of about three seconds.
posted by S at 10:47 AM
3 Comments:
Okay, so I'm *not* PMSing right now. This will become relevant in a moment. I was watching "Angels in the Outfield" yesterday (I know! it's sad and horrible) and felt myself getting choked up on SEVERAL occasions throughout the movie. And Joseph Gordon Leavitt isn't exactly the most compelling actor. It has to be hormones, however ill-timed. That or the rest of my life is just catching up with me. And hey--thanks for the comments. I really appreciated them :)
Okay, so I'm *not* PMSing right now. This will become relevant in a moment. I was watching "Angels in the Outfield" yesterday (I know! it's sad and horrible) and felt myself getting choked up on SEVERAL occasions throughout the movie. And Joseph Gordon Leavitt isn't exactly the most compelling actor. It has to be hormones, however ill-timed. That or the rest of my life is just catching up with me. And hey--thanks for the comments. I really appreciated them :)
Yeah, hormones are evil and have a nasty way of popping up at bad times. But I also cry easily during movies so sometimes I'm not sure if it's due to hormones or me being a sap.
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