Go five years cancer-free!
Whoot!
They found Chris at the bottom of an 18-inch high pile of laundry in the corner of the second closet in the master bedroom, playing quietly and very pleased with himself for finding such a warm and cozy nest.
Our luv is so foretold!
Those of you who don't have dishwashers are free to start tuning the world's smallest violins.
I have a dishwasher again for the first time in a decade. So smitten...
Also at a time when you've been smart and kind to yourself and brave. You are pretty and you should have pretty things, so you defied the BIDs by going out looking for nice clothes, and they lashed back because your defiance pissed themoff. And now you've made an emotionally and physically pleasurable connection with someone, and you want to protect your heart and clarify things and know where you both stand, so you defied a host of demons and had a real grown-up Talk with the boy, and the demons are now supremely pissed off at your refusal to cower before them and shut up. Fuck them, man. They're liars, and they don't have as firm a hold on you as they used to and they want to punish you for it. Fuck 'em.
JZ is wise. Listen to her, Tep.
I might have just overdosed myself on Benedryl. Off to Google to see what I should look for. It seems supremely unfair that I am still sneezing and have a drippy nose, yet still need to go see if I accidentally poisoned myself.
Cass, how much did you take? It's kind of hard to OD on Benadryl in a way that will cause you harm. The most likely thing will be that you'll fall asleep.
ION, soap operas are like badfic come to life.
Hey, can you guys see if this works? The picture links I posted before didn't I guess. Sorry about that.
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Nora, I would tell you your father looks great in those pictures, but I need to shun you for a little while, because of your great Caldor escape. It's a motherhood solidarity thing.
Pretty sure 75 mg. Max 100 mg. And it was at least two hours ago for the first dose (one or two pills? I don't recall as the sneezing made me stupid unfortunately.)
I'll take sleepy as a side-effect happily. A nap sounds lovely.
And sweet zombie! I can breathe right now. Whooooooot!
Why do we Google med issues when we have La Tep around? Thanks!
I understand.
(I'll have to remember to tell my mom about the solidarity, it will provide her another opportunity to yell at me about it 26 years later)
Wow. Steph and I seem to be cosmic twins. Totally.
Sick as a very, very sick thing still and had the big talk with the Fella last night. (sans the money portion of the program, that's scheduled for next week.)
So much sick and talk that I now sound like a baby harbor seal who toured with the Sex Pistols, smoked too many Camels and drank Cuervo Gold like it was Perrier. Seriously. Broken glass doing the twist with a chalkboard. I'm thinking the Universe is telling me to shut the hell up already.
I'm sooo with you Steph on the angstity self doubt, self image and what does this mean-ness of it all. Every possible good vibe to you.
And a nap for me.
Life. It's not just an adventure. It's a job.
