Hey, fuck off. You're pretty much ruining my life, and the NBA playoffs, tonight.

I concur, hit ain't no good.

i also walked right into an argument, knowing full well where we fall on the calendar, regarding her weight and our drinking problem. i am an idiot. what the fuck is this stuff about anyway?

I, too, would like it to fuck off and I don't get it nearly as bad as some girls I know.

ROTFL..I am that idiot

Ooh...no arguments here about my drinking problem. Of course I have one. However, even I know to stay away from the weight issue. My wife weighs a buck ten on a bad day, and I'm still not ever mentioning the subject.

Holy shit, it got me too.

The words "no, I don't really wanna walk the three miles to that open bar reception my favorite teacher is throwing after we just ate a full dinner and p.s. it starts in 20 minutes" got me in a full-on POUT that hasn't subsided yet.

pouts are banned by the geneva convention, right?

funny quote from a (yeah, yeah) that 70's show preview last night:

kitty: red, do you think i'm smart?
red: so is that what we're gonna do today? we're gonna fight?

Ha! I's smart enough now to duck and cover. I'm not discreet about it either, which usually evokes the question, "Am I PMS-ing?".

be nice, guys. pms isn't any fun for us, either.

the monthly "friend" is like surrendering your body to a sadist. you're bloated, bloody, cranky, tired, sore, emotional for no damn reason, and just wiped out.

i always apologize later when i'm a bitch because of pms. luckily, i have friends who are probably kinder and more understanding than they should be.

You guys need to get your ladies on dat injection.

Depo?

I asked like 3 times, "and this is because I didn't wanna walk 6 miles for a beer, right?" YES! Somehow if I didn't want to do that, then I was wasting the last 2 weeks we have together, even though under my "driver there" scenario we're still together and enjoying ourselves.

"(Busty) would've walked there with me!"

try two women in a relationship pms'ing at the same time.
the neighborhood needs to be evacuated.

seconded.

I used to have to take 2 "222s" to try to quell the pain and even that usually would still not make it subside. In high school I'd just have to leave school and go home and try to sleep it off. Sad times.

just wait til you knock her up

...(shudder)...


this fuckin' summer internship things is a pain in the ass.

Um, you have a summer internship gettin' ladies knocked up?

when my best friend was about four months pregnant with her daughter (first kid), she and her husband bought and rehabbed a house. i remember going to the store with her for something and when we came back, her husband had started painting a room with the wrong color. this 4'11", 100 pound, normally calm and quiet girl started screeching at him in a possessed high pitched voice. the room cleared out and we left him to fend for himself. poor guy.

No, I have an internship 1100 miles from the Mrs. I'm gonna be sad enough as it is, but the two week lead-up to it is gonna be a shit sandwich, if yesterday is any indication. I'm stressing about how I'm going to get to sleep every night (I do NOT enjoy sleeping alone any more), she's stressing that every remaining day be as perfect as possible, and meanwhile I'm not done with my semester yet... 2 more papers and a final.

Ditto. My husband's been with me for almost 16 years now. He knows when to leave me alone.

the key.

Heh. Sorry. It just had to be done.

That sucks. My bf is going away for about 5 days soon for work... since we moved in together last year we've been together all the time, we're both a little sad at the idea of being away from eachother and not sleeping beside one another for those days. Long than that must be hard.

Then again, you'll find ways of coping, I'm sure. (We did for those 4 months we were long-distance.)

you'll make it cap'n.
short term = sucks.
long term = better job (?)