Miss Cranky Pants turns to junk food

In the spirit of over-sharing, allow me to say that I'm totally pre-menstrual right now, and with the imminent onslaught of the mean reds, I've turned to junk food and junk reading for comfort. In the last two days I've eaten:

• fast food for two consecutive lunches (maccas and oportos)
• Haigh's chocolates (I need to find a cheaper chocolate escape)
• chips (including Red Rock's vintage cheddar and red onion, possibly the stinkiest chips made by man)
• Sara Lee's ultra-choc ice cream

But I'll claim a small victory in having been tempted by a chocolate sundae and withstanding... mostly because I didn't pass another maccas on the way back to the office. Whew for little blessings.

Is it just me? Surely other people also become mean and moody at these very special times of the month. I'm pretty sure this is what led to my arsehole outburst last month.

And why junk food cravings? Is it medical? If so, who am I to stand in the way of modern health. If the chips and chocolate and crap that I shovel in my mouth stop me from putting my foot in it instead, I'll take the zits that will no doubt appear on the near horizon (of my forehead).