Yesterday morning, I called Terrence in Atlanta and ended up picking a small argument for no reason. In the afternoon, I discovered that my behavior could be attributed to the start of a particular time of the month, and I sent him a text message to justify my earlier outburst.
His response: If you know it's close to that time of the month, and you know that is how you get at that time of the month, why can't you understand and control your emotions?
My text reply: Terrence, if there was ever a time when I doubted whether or not you were a man, I will never have that doubt now.
In the evening, in the midst of an estrogen breakdown, Tokii and I purchased the items pictured below.