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Friday, August 19, 2005

I hate my uterus

Wow. I just tried to convince an ex to date me again. Three times. On the phone. Once while at a bus stop, holding back tears and blowing my nose on my shirt. Shortly thereafter, I bought champagne, ice cream, and cigarettes at the convenience store. I drank the champagne out of a measuring cup.

I am 100% premenstrual. Oh, cruel sisters estrogen and progesterone, why must you brawl so?

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Blogger Moose said...

Why aren't there serious meds for this kind of thing? Not for the cramps, for the tendency to make really bad decisions. I too made some serious messes on that exact Friday. I would take comfort in knowing I wasn't alone, if it that wouldn't be so entirely selfish. Down with hormones!

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