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I hate being a woman. This month I'm uber-hormonal, last month was something else, I'm sure next month my insides will just explode and I'll thank them for it. Plus things are still obnoxious at work and I kind of blew up at my other boss today (well, both of them, actually), which was bad. I needed to get home and get some ibuprofen and other necessities and he had some bills he needed printed out last minute and I reacted badly.

After I got back I sat down and bawled my eyes out. Oh the drama. And I just wrote up a whole, ranty little section comparing jobs I've had that I just had to erase because it was really boring. I'm here to distract myself, not make everything worse! =D

On the distraction front, Matthew Vaughn has left X3 for "personal reasons". I don't know what they were but I wish he hadn't done that. Behind the scenes drama is never good for a movie and I want this next movie to be as good or better then its predecessors. I lay all of the blame squarely on Bryan Singer's shoulders. Who cares about Superman anyway?

Am off to have a picnic with the Mum. She's can be so sweet, she heard me answer the phone in a more subdued then normal voice and insisted on taking me out somewhere. See, there is still good in the world, Mr. Frodo!