I love being female. No, really. I do.

Uh huh.


Just me and a bottle of Aleve today. I'd be far more unhappy, howe'er, were it not that I've been even more bitchy than usual lately, and crampy to boot. For weeks. Now, at least, I can get back on an even keel. And I've finally fixed the damned cable light across my livng room: turns out the plastic spacer between the metal uprights had melted onto the connection with the halogen bulb. Bastard. Thankfully, I had an extra unit to spare.

Now, on to cutting corsets.