Righto, its another post, and i got woken up rudely by my sister crying murder. Wheeeee. 5 hours of sleep means no Mr nice guy.

Crawled out of bed to see black faced mum in front of my computer. Bad sign number one.
Went downstairs to see red faced sis in front of her laptop. Bad sign number two.

Their eyes met. Bad sign number three.

As you can tell, im writing this blog entry in the afternoon. A sure sign that the day has ended for me.

Badly.

So i watched a mid day war while eating a tuna sandwich. Cold. Bad sign number four.
Up to this point i think you guys can tell this is going to be a veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery long day.

Believe me, it gets worse. Red alert to all guys out there: If you have more than one sister and a mother, chart their menstrual cycle carefully. It will save your ass to high-tail out of there when the peaks meet each other. Seriously. If you have a girlfriend, chart hers too, so you wun run out of the house and clash with hers too. No man has ever managed to conquer PMS. Ever.