Grrrr! Argh!

[out_there]

Two assignments due next week, class until 9.30pm tonight, I'm stuck on hold, my boss is back tomorrow, and it's Nature's Special Time (And I stained my brand new undies this morning. Yes, they are cotton and from Target, and I know they only cost about $1, but they were cute and *brand* new!)

*grrrrrr*

Although I did just realise there's no point trying to figure out long term plotting in this mood. You just end up deciding that the characters can all fight and suffer. And if they all end up hurt, and miserable, and borken-hearted and jobless, so much the better. Major angst fest.

Hmmm... I think there's chocolate up the back. I might go buy a bar... Of course, there's no chocolate.

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[phoebesmum.livejournal.com]

Nature's Special Time here, too, and while we're in an underwear-sharing mood ... mine are being pulled down by the weight of the (I have to use them, tampons are Not Enough) pad ...

And if that wasn't too much information (bleedin' information), I don't know what would be.

[out-there.livejournal.com]

mine are being pulled down by the weight of the (I have to use them, tampons are Not Enough) pad ...

I use pads too. More for the comfort thing, and the whole toxemia thing (and no, I have no idea how to spell that), but yeah... they don't bug me too much. (Libra invisibles. Damn thin.)

And if that wasn't too much information (bleedin' information), I don't know what would be.

I'm in a cranky overshare mood. In this mood, I'm fully thinking about posting and mentioning how often I masturbate. (I'm also in, y'know, pain. And I'm being naughty and not going to class. And trying to ignore the amount of work I'd said I'd done, but actually haven't.)

Why don't I have a *grrr* icon? Oh well, cranky Natalie works just as well.