On Blast

(I have no idea why I do this.)

Thursday, October 06, 2005

blah.

I'm totally over this. Tired. Achy. Fat. Headache. Host to a very kick-, punch-happy human. Have two more months and want to cry at the very thought of getting any more stretched out than this.

To all you bitches that say you never felt better during pregnancy, I say fuck you! Fuck you very much.

The good news is I have the most patient babydaddy on the planet. And ice cream. Word.

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