I am sooo PMSing. I just want everyone around me to just shut up and leave me alone so i can do all the things I need to do. I need to register Mikey and me for this conference. I had to book her flight to visit her mom earlier. I gave the first of my recommendations to my pastor yesterday. EEEEEK! I need more meetings. I hate having to cut one meeting out for couple’s therapy.  Only been to one this week and one tomorrow. I suggested going to the beach saturday but I feel too fat and ugly to go because I gained all the weight I lost last month and my knees hurt and I got cramps and I move and waddle and why would I want to subject the public to seeing me in a bathing suit? I bit Mikey’s head off and I don’t care. My teeth are oversensitive to cold and I hate life.

And then there is The Decision.