Wednesday, June 14, 2006

tremble ye mortals

I have no ibuprofen. How can I have no ibuprofen? mumble grumble... ah, bugrit.

at least now I know why I really, really wanted the whole bag of those mesquite potato chips yesterday. And why today I am fighting the urge to look at my home and think: this is my domain. The rest of you lot, you are here upon sufferance.

Tread lightly, ye mortals, for today the Mama does not.


Lois Grebowski said...

I hate PMS...Just give me red wine, a steak, fritos, and chocolate -- throw in a diet coke so the calories cancel out, please!

I wish you peace.

mama o' the matrices said...

ooh, a steak. And a glass of wine - hey, Lois, c'mon over! I'm cooking carnivore. Okay, so I no longer have the excuse, but you set a good menu...I'm in.