Know what I'm finding to be really good for PMS?
Going off in the rants and raves section of Craig's List.
Of course, with brain dead idiots over there who say shit like "Hi, Hitler" insteada "Heil", it's pretty easy pickin's, PMS or not.
Hi Hitler?
I had to.
I just HAD to be a condescending, righteously annoyed and CORRECT lil bitch that time. God, it was FUN. There's a CL for just about any city you can think of, is seems. There's a ton of things it's good for, not the least of which is witnessing exactly how stoopid some people can be. Another thing to check for in your area is Freecycle.
This thing is cool on so many levels...
Everything is free, first off. Second, it's a good way to help people and get rid of stuff you don't need or never use at the same time. People even post curbside sightings of things people are getting rid of that look interesting. Just please keep in mind, if you use Freecycle, find a place to meet people to exchange shit someplace in the middle. Don't go to people's houses and don't have a buncha people knowing where you live. Be safe. I've never heard of anything happening to anyone who went to someone's house to pick up, but I did read of one person who was later robbed by someone who came to do the picking up. It's a pretty good thing, Freecycle is. Just be careful, is all. Anyhoo... I gotta go get cat food. The looks I'm gettin' are becoming scary. 40-some eyeballs, all saying, "Ma. FOOD. NOW." It's not like they don't have dry food available, it's just that they think they've waited long enough for the canned, now, thankyouverymuchferaskin'. Plus, I'm hoping the cold air will wake my brain up some. Maybe if I play some music instead of re-running "Daria" for the 27th time this week, that'd also help. Heeey, yeahhh. I've got a Rick Springfield CD I haven't listened to for a while.
Man, I LOVE "Rock of Life".
That song makes respecting Rick easy to do, I'm tellin' ya. Plus, he is gorgeous.
Have mercy...
Waking up blind with the house on fire Well I pick up my guitar, (I tune up),
I look in the mirror
It's like a stranger in my hand
(the baby is crying)
There comes a time when the boy must
leave (get up)
And the man has to enter
For the soul to understand (all of the changes)
As if it ain't hard enough this life I'm living in
I was caught with my guard down
When the world came knocking (Chorus)
I feel the big beat, the rock of life
Big beat talk to me
I feel the back beat, the rock of life
Waking up blind with the house on fire Is it something in my head (look up)
Or the time of season
Or the little boy in my hands (must be a reason)
Yeah, there's new meaning in my life
(a shake-up)
But there's pain and confusion
And I'm trying to understand (all of the changes)
I've been cut so deep but I can't make it bleed
I was caught with my head in the sand
When the world came knocking (Repeat Chorus) It ain't no perfect life
This one I'm living in
And I was caught with my guard down
When the world came knocking
That's it.
Now I've gotta hear that, at least once, before I leave.
Maybe twice.
But... no more than 5 times.
I swear.
*ding*
(halo appears) Peace
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