A glimpse into my current psycho psyche

Sitting in the food court this afternoon I realized the still life that I had created on the table in front of me presented a pretty disturbingly cliched image.

Diet Coke
French Fries
Extra Strength Midol
The new issue of O Magazine

Apparently, even though it's Thursday, I have a case of the Mondays!

I know what you're thinking...

You think that Relaxo ate me. Well fear not, Bloggy McBloggerson, "Participatction" has not been the end of me. I am alive, just not alive on the intornet. As mentioned earlier, Blogger is indeed being a douche. Of course, if you are reading this, the douchery has subsided at least temporarily and I shouldn't bite the hand that feeds me. For free. Thank you Blogger. I adore you. Even when you're being a giant douche.

Relaxo is treating me well, thanks to all the great music suggestions that you sent my way. I've also downloaded a bunch of "Arrested Development" tunes - remember that great Hip Hop act that was popular in early 90s? GREAT workout music. Just great.

Expect updates really soon on The Lincoln Centre Jazz Orchestra and Wynton Marsalis and Toronto's newest jazz club Live @ Courthouse. Also, Golden Thai Curry. That's something that I want to talk about a lot. I'm not kidding. A LOT.

In the meantime, please enjoy this disgusting and amusing bit of yester-year. And you thought there was only one!



I am NOT done!



Now I'm done. Feel free to go about your business, you MINDSTICKERS!

I want to be a Mind-sticker!

I don't have much time to write here Bloggy McBloggerson. It's only two days until Valentine's Day. And I have a LOT of Tab to drink before then. Confused? This will explain everything.

Moaning about my 'mones.

The mind crushing, soul sucking, sleep inducing PMS has claimed another victim. Gaaaaah....Blaaaaah...Eeeerrrrg.

I've bolded all the symptoms that apply to moi, because when I feel like crap, I like to shout it from the roof tops - especially when the symptoms prevent me from acting like a normal human being for days on end. "It's not my fault I keep dropping things. Don't look at me like that! I gots me a case of the 'mones."

Oh, and can someone tell me this? Is it fair that some of these symptoms last ALL month?

Headache
Swelling of ankles, feet, and hands
Backache
Abdominal cramps or heaviness
Abdominal pain
Abdominal fullness, feeling gaseous
Muscle spasms
Breast tenderness
Weight gain
Recurrent cold sores
Acne flare-ups
Nausea
Bloating
Constipation or diarrhea
Decreased coordination
Food cravings
Less tolerance for noises and lights
Anxiety or panic
Confusion
Difficulty concentrating
Forgetfulness
Poor judgment
Depression
Irritability, hostility, or aggressive behavior
Increased guilt feelings
Fatigue
Slow, sluggish, lethargic movement
Decreased self-image
Sex drive changes, loss of sex drive
Paranoia or increased fears
Low self-esteem
And last but not least...
Bitching on your blog and providing far too much "medical" talk for the nice people that stop by to read your ramblings. You should really stop that. Oh, and stop talking to the enormous zit on your cheek like it's a person. That's creepy.