*Lift corner of Lid to Vent*

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGHfgafghsadf.


Period.

*rage against the uterus*


...

Ok, I know this isn't half as bad as many people have to deal with. I, however, am being pissy and vocal. You all are free to be vocal as well.

...In fact?

Let's do it. Right here, right now. Complain, vent, bitch, rant, and moan. Horror stories, furious raging, slumber-party material, whatever. This is your soapbox. Let's hear it, ladies. It's good for the system.


(In the meantime, I have Sparrington to corral)

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[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

*roflmao*

Have I told you today how much I love you?

Well, I don't feel the need to vent anything right now, but I'm sure I shall in a few days time... Right now, I'm just at teh "can't cope with the real world" stage. This is fine at teh weekend because I can bury myself in fic-writing today, and tomorrow I have a 9-hour shift of cheffing. Oh god I hope my period doesn't start in the middle of that! Eeeek! Well, I'll have to hope that there's enough stress to hold it at bay, because I know from experience that I really can't cope behind there during the first day... Well, I'd like to know who could cope with any work when it takes 85% concentration to stand up straight, and 60% concentration not to be moaning out loud because it hurts so goddamn much! yep, who has over 145% concentration? No one!

Ah well, at least there's fryers to keep my back warm on :-) If I need them, that is...