Grumpy!!

PMS............It happens to the best of us. The world was wonderful yesterday, so many possibilities. Today it seems mean, spiteful. I'm sitting alone in my room drinking a margarita and listening to Ani Difranco, because shes the only one who understands. Really I'm trying to avoid all human contact for fear of screaming and crying at people that I loved yesterday, and will most likely love tommorrow, but at the moment I am convinced hate me and are only my friends due to some deep dark malicous plan, that I cant fully comprehend, to ultimately destroy any happieness I could ever hope to achieve. Mikey was supposed to come over and we were gonna go to dinner, but its like 9:15 and hes not here, its official......He hates me. Men....Pure evil! They dont understand, they mock us. My friend Matt said men have PMS more than we do....what universe does he live in?!? You'll get no sympathy from me mister!!