I seem to have nothing nice to say today. I've had to work hard all day at not biting people's heads off and I seem to have no patience.
Oh wait, I just checked the calendar and I'm due for my "Aunt Flo" to visit.
Lame. Why, after how many damn years of this do I still constantly get surprised when this happens? I think it's because I hate it so much I just push it out of my head as much as possible.
I want nothing more than to hang out on the couch with The Boyfriend and watch bad movies, but he's too busy tonight getting the new episode of Vampire Zombie Werewolf ready for launch.
So, with that, I'm going to hang out on the couch myself in an attempt to keep him company, but really I'm just going to fall asleep.