Men beware. It's my time of the month, and I'm wanting to vent. Blood sucks hardcore. It makes being a woman an awful experience for four to seven days each month. Of course, it is true that blood means no babies. It just takes a few days of being late to make one appreciate the blood when it comes on time.

It isn't so much the blood that bothers me; it is the god awful cramps that I get when I'm bleeding. I'm usually down for the count the first several days: running to and from the bathroom and curled up in the bed with a heating pad. It feels like a have a uterus monster in there bruising my internal organs. A uterus monster IS better than a baby at this stage in the game. If I was sure that I never wanted to be a mother, I would put a down payment on a hysterectomy. It's just that bad.

And no, Mydol doesn't work. And yes, I have every damn right to act like a bitch. Men would crumble and fall if they had to experience this bloody pain every month [pun fully intended]. And if i have to hear the dumb phrase, "a don't trust anything that bleeds for seven days and does die," one more time, me and my tampon are going on a search and destroy mission.

I'm angry. I hate life.

I'll leave you with my favorite quote from the Simpsons. Homer wants Marge to carry a child; Marge refuses. Homer says, "But Marge, it's uterUS not uterYOU." Heh heh heh.