I had this great day yesterday. I wore my favorite dress, felt like a million buckaroos, had an okay day at work, ran three miles like a pro, cleaned the house like a Tasmanian devil AND made dinner. I was in the best kind of mood there ever was!
...Then the dude came home and was Mister Mood Killer.
I hate it that others have the ability to shake up such a great day with their indifference. Have you ever felt like a guy sees right through you? Ignores you and your good day and yawns you off?
I swear to Zen, it's times like that when I want to invoke the ancient powers of the Goddess Vaginessa and banish every last penis slinger to Mars!