I do not get the evolutionary, biological, or otherwise survival-of-the-species-y value of feeling like utter crap once a month. Twelve times a year. Just to teach men, children, friends a lesson? Appreciate the other 25ish days? Give women an unpleasant rest? WTF?
If any creator out there is feminine, she must've lost a bet here.
Anyway, I've given it a new euphemism that I hope you will enjoy: "The moon is in [insert own name here]." Thusly: The moon is in Cree. Or, if you prefer, "The moon is in my uterus."
Thursday affirmations
3 hours ago
2 comments:
Lunacy!
The moon is in my hammy.
... That was funnier in my head -- now it's just gross.
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