The Fresh

Ever present

So, yeah. PMS is still with me. Bleh. I danced with her most of Monday. I fought her back -- take that! & that! & that! Hiyah! -- all day Tuesday. And today the hungryHUNGRYs are gone.

She's a wiley beeyatch, though, and now it feels like I'm coming down with a cold. Which may explain the lack of hunger, now that I think about it.

Hey -- if I ignore the cold all day tomorrow, I wonder what NEW tactic she'll come up with to torture me!

I have only 1 mini-rant for tday: when I went to the grocery store, they were OUT of the locarb Th0mas Engllsh muffins. Now, I have pretty much cut bread out of my diet -- but I do enjoy the occasional locarb Th0mas Engllsh muffin. So I had to settle for the oat bran ones. No big. Except this trend of figuring out what exactly Yvonne wants -- then taking it off the shelf before she gets there really sucks!!

And other than that, I don't have much to report. Still plugging away at the novel -- things are happening! People say stuff! There is sexual tension -- unfortunately, I fear the ST is between the wrong two people. In fact, I'm pretty sure she's going to have to tumble him, just to get him out of the way . . . hah! I said "tumble" . . . you know, as in "close the deal" . . .

Okay. I did mention the cold, right?