*warning*... this is about PMS

I woke up this morning and thought, "Holy crap, I weigh 797 lbs!!!!". So I worked out (Tae Bo.. it's pretty fun), even though I haven't been losing weight. I know muscle weighs more than fat, but it's still very discouraging!!! I'm almost the same weight as when I started a month and a half ago. But I worked out anyway. I had some water. And then I got this sadistic, inhumane urge to weigh myself even though it's not Saturday (the only day I'm allowed to weight myself).
So I did it.
Even as the numbers were tallying up I thought, "Oh, this is a baaaad idea.". And it was. When I saw the numbers I started crying. Then I thought, "What is this?!? Am I close to my period or something? I'm SOOOOOO FAAAATTTTT!!!".
Then I took a shower and got ready for work. Just before leaving, I felt... well, I knew I should go to the bathroom... and sure enough, I had started my period. I was actually relieved! At least I knew where these self-hatred thoughts and bloatiness was coming from! (A week early I might add.)

This is what I look like today:



*sigh* Stupid PMS!!!

I got into a "confrontation" with the pharmacist today. He was trying to do something that he should know how to do and he asked me how to do it. I told him he's done it before and he told me not to get snotty with him.
He told me not to get snotty with him!!!!!!
So I said, (in a snotty voice), "I'm not getting snotty!... YET." It was ugly. But I swear I restrained myself on several levels!!!

Well, at least I had a good hair day!