...well, never mind what I had thought. Suffice to say I'm a few days later than I had expected, but not many. And this...

Last night I was out drinking, dancing, walking, etc. Managed to hit my tummy a couple times.

I don't think I would have started today if I hadn't overdone it last night, is what I'm saying.

This HURTS.

And it feels... bad. Unpleasant and wrong, somehow. Not fun.

Yes, I'm PMS-ing... and having cramps... and feeling like shit. I want a pizza loaded with nothing but meat and olives. I want hot chinese food. I want to soak in a tub of warm water. I want to pop Midol and Vicodin like they are candy.

I have no Vicodin - it's the only drug that consistantly works on my cramps. Nothing else does.

So... I'm grouchy. This is not good.