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There is a theory that is so common among the general population, besides that the fact that it cannot, or is not yet medically proven, which will then inhibit its progression beyond just being a theory.  And this theory is that men, too, suffer from something similar to PMS.

I am usually a joyful, go lucky sort of guy, but about once a month, I get cranky – I mean real cranky.  Sure, it is tough being joyful all the time, but one has to think – Hmm, how does all this balance out?  After all, if I was joyful all the time, there may be something wrong with me.  And, I mean terribly wrong; probably comparable to the man who walks up side streets talking to himself, while blinking erratically.

There are days that I wake up with an incredible irritable itch that feels like it is coming from deep within my bowels.  Not an itch that is scratchable either.  It is not that simple.  It feels purely chemical.

Jumping into the car later that morning, I cannot find a song that does not seem to irritate my senses.  Red lights stay red too long.  People drive too slow.  And, quite frankly, I would like to run a few of them off the road at an opportune moment.

I am not on any medication, but it would probably feel nice right about then to consume a Prozac the size of a softball.

 

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