inject the estrogen and call it a night

When it's nearing midnight and you're feeling too hyper to sleep and more emotional than usual (Yes, emotional, not emo. We old ladies in our late twenties like to pronounce the whole word.) because good old Aunt Flo is about to call any second now (bitch), and you know tomorrow is going to suck anyway because you're way past your bedtime, and you've been riding the cranky train for the last few days (Aunt Flo again), the best thing to do is just give in to the madness.

And when that happens, Pamprin, a purring cat, and Will & Grace have the power to make everything better.

And I can hear the fellas groaning at this estrogenfest, but I have news, dudes, estrogenfests are necessary for your survival. Trust me on that one.

'Nough said. The end. Say goodnight, Gracie.