Dear Hormones,
I thought we had a deal: you got to do whatever you want without chemical intervention, but you had to stick to a predictable schedule: a week of this, a week of that, a week of blah and a week of relaxing. A tight regime of 28 days, filled with misery, mayhem and moments of quiet consideration. So every now and then it was 27 or even 26 days, I didn't complain about that, but 21? WTF? That is NOT acceptable! This way I don't get my well deserved week of rest, damn it! Next month I expect you to be back on the four week schedule, thank you very much. :-(

Sunday today, so of course I watched God-tv: not a joke: a real channel "Broadcasting from the Holy Land to the ends of the earth" unbelievable. Never seen it before and I have my doubts about their message: there is some heavy advertising for the Godshop. I always thought it was a sin to shop on Sundays. (At least that's how some of my relatives look at it, I don't think they are even allowed to watch tv on Sundays...) Creepy stuff.