Effing hormones
Aug. 1st, 2007 12:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trixtahIf this is part of getting older, it can screw itself. I never used to have much of a problem with PMT - mostly physical symptoms and a bit of "edginess" a couple of days before I bleed. The last several months, my breasts don't seem to be acting reliably football-like at such times, but I'm feeling it more emotionally. This week, I've been up and down like a yo-yo (with the extremes apparently being bolshiness and insecurity), and it's driving me insane. And probably anyone I encounter.
Tomorrow I have a stupid seminar I don't want to attend that I need to be at by 8:30 (and that's pushing it - "mingle" time starts at 8). I hate those sorts of things (I can look at the website if I want to learn about a product... but my boss is interested and can't attend), and I also hate being anywhere work-related before 9am. And I also hate having less than 8 hours' sleep, and since I'm still up pissing around on teh intarwebs, I won't be getting that either.
What I feel like doing right now is something that involves drugs and/or copious booze and/or rampaging sex. With someone else. Since the relatively healthy option is not one I can avail myself of right now, and I really am too "good" to do the other two, I'm having to listen to loud thrashy music (...despite all my rage, I'm still just a rat in a cage...) to try and do something with this displaced energy. I've tai chi'd myself up the wazoo this week, which while it hasn't helped this particular issue, should ensure that I'll pwn all on Thursday (which is not actually the aim, and at the pathetic level I'm at, is totally laughable... but maybe I would have achieved something constructive with this week).
Blah blah rant. See, I've been trying to not do the ranting thing online since Saturday... futile. I just have to suck it up. Fuck.
Tomorrow I have a stupid seminar I don't want to attend that I need to be at by 8:30 (and that's pushing it - "mingle" time starts at 8). I hate those sorts of things (I can look at the website if I want to learn about a product... but my boss is interested and can't attend), and I also hate being anywhere work-related before 9am. And I also hate having less than 8 hours' sleep, and since I'm still up pissing around on teh intarwebs, I won't be getting that either.
What I feel like doing right now is something that involves drugs and/or copious booze and/or rampaging sex. With someone else. Since the relatively healthy option is not one I can avail myself of right now, and I really am too "good" to do the other two, I'm having to listen to loud thrashy music (...despite all my rage, I'm still just a rat in a cage...) to try and do something with this displaced energy. I've tai chi'd myself up the wazoo this week, which while it hasn't helped this particular issue, should ensure that I'll pwn all on Thursday (which is not actually the aim, and at the pathetic level I'm at, is totally laughable... but maybe I would have achieved something constructive with this week).
Blah blah rant. See, I've been trying to not do the ranting thing online since Saturday... futile. I just have to suck it up. Fuck.
