MAY DAY MAY DAY...PMS ALERT!!! i think

Woke up today to what seemed like any other ordinary morning, “seemed” being the operative word.Everything was fine until I got to the office, settled in and looked out the window…from where I was seated, I could see Owino on fire!! ….I am not talking about a few bursts. No! Huge raging balls of it. I swear, that’s when it all started. I felt really sad for the traders, still do. Was so suddenly overcome with emotion that I had tears well up in my eyes, while I muttered under my breath “Oh No, Oh No!” suddenly overcome with an acute sense of empathy towards those that had undoubtedly lost stuff in the inferno. I walked away from my work space to get away.In the other room, I thought I would read a couple of blogs that would cheer me up. That’s until I read Spartakuss’s latest post – to be specific, nume’ro six. I was suddenly overcome with sense of agitation, and the more I pondered it, I felt like ripping his head off!! Guys seem to think it’s actually funny when they regurgitate their tactless and tired humour about the cycle that is mostly responsible for their very existence. Grow up boys!! Number 10 made me chuckle though.I am tired, no,no not really. Had enough sleep. Ok. There are these 3 guys. Let’s call them A,B ans C. A is a riot to be around, has me in stitches most the time, is about 4 years older and is a successful business guy. He smells nice. What I don’t get is why he hasn’t made a move. Doesn’t he think I’m hot? B is sweet, younger than I am so loads of fun to be with, and also has the clear distinction of being the worst kisser in my book. The last attempt was akin to being licked by my dog Cesear and… being almost swallowed whole by a python! C is a great dancer, well travelled...a couple of days ago, we were having dinner and before it was done, he was drunk!! When we went out later, dude kept groping me! Aaargh!! Bleeting idiots. If they know what’s good for them, they had better not call me.Aaaah...it’s raining. I love rain, love the smell of the ground as it just starts to drizzle. I love rain.Ok, just heard sirens of the Fire Brigade. Where the hell have they been the past 3 hours?!Is Igiss for real? Really? Hey if his privacy is that important to him, more power to him...or does he take it too seriously?I think I am going to call Edwin, ok that’s A. Yup, can risk saying his name because he isn’t a blogger, and doesn't know any, I hope.I want. I neeeed Chocolate….NOW!Ok I am off to buy it, umm… after my 9 o’clock meeting.Later y’all.