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[out_there]

Moodswings, thy name is Annie. (Or, Annie with PMS, at least.)

Good greif. Normally, I'm basically pretty normal at that time of the month, but today, I'm officially a Moody Bitch. Able to swing from amused to bitchy to melancholy in a matter of minutes, for no real reason. Able to snigger at one fic, almost get teary over another, and still feel... eurrrrgh.

You know, this is irritating. Suddenly feeling very sorry for yourself, when you have no reason to be is annoying. Of coure, I then have the distinct urge to kick my own butt for being so self-indulgent, and get suitably cranky at everyone. It's just... irritating.

Okay, so while I'm being a Moody Bitch over here, why don't you go laugh at HP slash ads or admire the WW 5 things fics that have popped up on inthetallgrass? Or go for the totally silly and read Donna the Vampire Slayer again, just for the hell of it. Trust me, we'll both be better off.

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[oxoniensis.livejournal.com]

Hate PMS with a vengeance. Read your next post, so, odd as it sounds, glad you're poorly, but hope you feel more normal soon. I'd rather be in pain than moody - at least you can take painkillers and curl up on the sofa then.

{{{{Annie}}}}

[out-there.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Signe.

I found a cure, though. Apparently, watching Stuart and Vince is an automatic pick me up. Yay for QaFUK!