Oh yes, the PMS stick has hit me especially hard this week. It started with a bitch fest between my boss and I that deteriorated into us saying "FINE" back and forth. I think I won that one, but not before my friend left the office practically stapling her finger to stop from laughing. Not one of my finest hours... Then I came home planning on eating a healthy salad only to find some funky ass brand salad dressing that tasted like oil slick. After that I dialed Jake's cellphone and left a bitch mail while looking for some Chili to cook and went balistic when I couldn't find any. After throwing myself into my chair and bitching about him in the IRC channel I went back to see if there was anything to cook. I stood on a chair and found a lone can of Chili shoved in the back... in a plastic bag. Then there was the cheese. Use before July 16th... Oh yes, I was NOT happy. Luckily for my boss (and myself) she isn't going to be in the office for the rest of the week. JakeD is SOL...

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Dude, you gotta love PMS! I'm there with ya, as usual. ;)

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