It is 335am here.
I’ve just had a bowl of fried rice.
I’m craving pasta–I always crave pasta for some reason.
But I gotta be up in 5 1/2 hours.
I will not let the craving get the better of me because if I have to cook, I won’t be in bed before 430 and I’ll be braindead tomorrow. That’d be BAD.

I very rarely (never?) comment, but one thing you said really resonated with me…
I also always crave pasta.
We are sisters of the heart, Garnigal.
I don’t know that that’s PMS. I think that’s pretty typical writer behavior…