I'll bring you flowers and a .22 with shells

If my current soundtrack is any indication I'm in a hard rockin' mood. "Live and Let Die" (GnR version) just finished blasting from the speakers. I think I need to turn the volume down. It's not helping my headache.

Dunno if I'm sick or having a negative reaction to the herbal supplements I've been taking. Could be both. I know I should go out the house but there's nothing I can think I want to do enough to justify going out into the rain. The dog hasn't even had a walk today. He doesn't seem too upset about that. If he is he's hiding it well.
There's nothing I want to do. I'm feeling very lash-y right now. Like my fuse is almost at its end. Everything makes me want to attack or cry. But I don't have the energy to do either. I'm pre-menstrual. Might as well negate the emotions. That's the tradition.

You're just tired.
It must be that time of the month.
Have you been eating right?
Stop wallowing in self pity. No one wants to hear it.

So, I have a stack of movies but they don't interest me. I've got the bed folded out and despite two tries I haven't managed to put it back into couch form yet. I'm making a pot roast for dinner. For some reason. It doesn't sound very appetizing.

My head really hurts. My eyes too. My back aches. And my nose is burning. Is that normal? I'm having concentration issues. I hope I'm sick. The alternative is kind of alarming.

I'm going to make some tea and maybe swallow some 'Tussin. 'Tussin fixes everything.

Update: Ever watch a movie when you've just taken some cold medicine and you can't tell whether it's a really trippy movie or you're high? Pretty sure I just did.