There won't be a Owner Friday, tonight. I'm just not feeling up for it. If you read my whiny post from earlier this week, maybe you'll have guessed that I'm PMS-ing. I've mentioned this "phenomenon" before. I know that guys must be thinking "Yeah right, how bad can it really be?" While maybe some girls out there are sympathizing... I don't think it's normal, to get this depressed and insecure, during this time of the month, though. I see other girls get bitchy and emotional, but for me, oh boy! It's not like that EVERY single month, mind you, but often enough and for a long enough period of time that I've mentioned it to a doctor. He's suggested several different solutions to try, including anti-depressants, which I find is a little, shall we say, overkill. I'll try the softer methods, thank you. I'm lucky that Boy Toy, despite how quick-tempered he can be, is actually quite a patient man. Sure, he'll get angry pretty quick, but he also forgets all about it pretty quick. But most importantly, my hormonal craziness hasn't driven him away, yet. He must really love me ;) So anyway, all this to say, I don't feel like making any decisions, tonight. I don't trust myself with that kind of "power" when I'm in this state. No, seriously, I just don't feel up to deciding. I'll go with the flow and try not to be too much of a pain in the ass. Perhaps I'll even go so far as to give Boy Toy this Friday. Boy Toy Friday. Hmmm...  I wonder what he'd do with it?