Oh yes, the PMS is kicking in. I really miss the every other month deal. One month I'm a bitch, one month not so much. I try my best to dodge bullets by simply sticking to myself. I quietly play my Sims 2 game and keep the IM chit chat to a minimum. I've gotten pretty good at catching stressors before they get out of control. I've noticed a few people that absolutely drive me batshit angry around this time. Any other time and I can shrug off their comments. When the PMS hits I am going for the jugular and *then* asking if it's too much. Typical conversation:

Me: I need your opinion
Unfy: Okay
Me: See this thread? (sends link)
Unfy: Yes
Me: Okay, it ROYALLY pissed me off. Can I show you my response to make sure it's not too harsh?
Unfy: Go for it.
Me: Okay... "MUTHER-FUCKER. DIE IN A PIT OF FIRE YOU COMPLETE FUCK OF LIFE. I WANT TO RIP YOUR THROAT OUT AND SPIT DOWN YOUR NECK. YOU'RE A LOSER AND CANNOT BELIEVE YOU EVEN THINK THAT WAY. DIE! DIE! DIE! *spits*"
Unfy: Uhhhh.... I'd take out the spitting part
Me: Okay, thanks.

Unfy... The PMS adjuster. I think he just thanks the lack of G-d that he's on my good side. :p

Meanwhile last night I went off the PMS meter. It was pretty scary. I was searching for my peanut butter M&Ms and couldn't find them. I saved some just for these types of emergencies. When I realized that Jake ate them I went right into the zone. The psycho zone. On top of that I was feeling like shit (crampy, etc...), and my friend needed me to look up how to reformat his computer after he got an error. I even called Jake during his class (while he was taking a test) to bitch him out. Insanity ruled the household last night and Jake snuck in with a big ole bag of M&Ms held out infront of him. Smart guy... maybe next month he'll leave my sanity stash alone. Fucker...

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You'd think his dumb ass would know better by now!

No shit!

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