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September 26, 2010

Worst ride at the amusement park? The Estrogen Patch. It will turn you upside down, send you lurching, and make you dream of the days that your hormonal upsets are caused by the hormones the Good Lord gave you.

Best of all, you end up crying at a photo of your 9-year-old self, worrying about her 9-year-old traumas. A few hours later, you cry because you are terrible in your new career.

“You’re great at your new job,” says Your Young Man.

“You don’t know!” you yell back.

“You got the job over probably hundreds of people in the worst economy of your lifetime,” he counters.

“So imagine how bad the other applicants must have sucked!”

Ah, reason. You were a good friend to me. I hope we meet again someday.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. Melissa Rogers permalink
    September 27, 2010 8:29 am

    I remember wailing one day ALL day for not apparent reason. It was so weird. They brought me in to test me and adjusted the estrogen levels and then it just went away. Hang in there!

  2. CWebb permalink
    October 3, 2010 1:16 pm

    Your awesome levels are through the mothereffing ROOF.

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