I did knock.

I am in a huge amount of estrogen-induced pain.

I am also annoyed at people's use of the term "bromance". I love the word, when it's used to describe male friendships that are actually openly affectionate and very close, but when people assign the term to any old love/hate relationship they are currently entertained by, I don't see the point of even using the word.

I put black flowers on my wall. I think I'm pleased with the results, but it feels so off-beat, I hesitate.

Last night, we watched Nanny McPhee. You must love a kid's movie that features dead bodies, jokes about incest and old people dying and which starts off with a scene of 6 kids seemingly eating a baby. Emma Thompson is definitely on my "like" list now.

I do not want to go to work.