Tuesday, October 13, 2009

so tired...

the hormones hate me

2 comments:

rodney k said...

I first read this as "the hormones ate me." Transmitting wishes for hormonal amity and energy. "Hormones, back off, we need her!"

Nada said...

Thank you, Rodney.

Yeah, how can I be court reporter for the sensorium if the hormones keep ganging up with the quotidian to retard me?

This too shall pass: it always does: it's part of the cycle: but I'm getting tired of the taste of Floradix, blackstrap molasses, and oysters.

If you have any influence with the hormones, though, tell them to just let me be a CRONE already, and enough with the melodrama!