It has been one hell of a day. PMT has been giving me hot flushes (no, it's not the menopause, thanks) and making me even more of a mood typhoon than usual. I'm in two minds over raised blood pressure, whether it's healthier to just find yourself a soundproof room and scream, or whether one should be a bit more zen and attempt to talk oneself into a calmer state of mind using logic and controlled breathing. I can see the benefits of both and suspect that the latter is better for you in the long run, but the former is always going to be more fun.
I have a couple of friends who swear by the benefits of screaming 'C U Next Tuesday' - in colloquial terms, for the more delicate or plain polite amongst you - in the safety of their cars, and it almost makes me want a car. Speaking of which, has anyone seen this advert on climate change? I haven't used an electric appliance since. Apart from my pc, but that's in the interests of communication. If you haven't seen it, check it out here.
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