I’m NOT clinically insane, or hopelessly obsessive-I’m menstruating!
Jeez, you’d think I’d have figured this out by now and stopped throwing myself smash up against impossible barricades. I guess that’s one of the pains of having an erratic cycle-you don’t quite know when it’s gonna hitcha with all it’s bloody lusty tides of wild, unmitigated desire, waves of angry frustration and crazy, luscious, lovely loving.
I was so happy to wake up crampy this morning.
I’m so glad I have friends in the house who love me.
Oh, an’ I promise I’ll tellya about yesterday’s awesome artistic, erotic festivities soon-with pics!