I hate my ovaries. Not because they are overtly female, or because they hold potential babies or anything like that. But because they result in a period. Which is a week of bleeding and bitching, and (here's the killer) NO COFFEE.
I want my coffee. And I want it not to give me violent, horrible cramps. Please? Sadly, no matter how much I wheedle at the universe, it will not grant me this one request. Sigh.
In other news, I'm performing in 'Romeo and Juliet' at the SF Theatre Festival, and I wish it would rain.