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I had a committee meeting today. It also happens to be the first day of my period, and this one hit my especially hard. I felt like throwing knives at breakfast, and by three I felt the need to kick things. I also decided that I want a giant feather-down pillow-Hammock to sleep in. So anyway. I cried, at the meeting. I was overwhelmed with the little amount of work I had actually completed in the time I had, and I was frustrated because I wasn't allowing myself to generate new ideas without cutting them down before I had a chance to figure them out. I cried because I didn't know what to tell them. I was trying. You wanna know what happened? Tina gave me a hug, told me everything was going to be OK and gave me advice on where to go from there. Out of all my years there, out of all the people I saw cry for one reason or another, not one of them got that kind of support from Wally or Philip. It's good, having a woman in charge down there. Woah. that could mean a lot of things to me right now. HAHAHAHA