Guess that is one benefit of being truely fat. Folks don't assume I'm pregnant. Or maybe I've finally hit that age where they don't assume I'm popping out kids anymore.
Whatever.
Can I be done now?
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Guess that is one benefit of being truely fat. Folks don't assume I'm pregnant. Or maybe I've finally hit that age where they don't assume I'm popping out kids anymore.
Whatever.
Can I be done now?
Tech worker dies in vat of sulfuric acid
Apparently he passed out from the fumes and fell in. No mention at all on the condition of the body. Is that bad that that's disappointing to me?
Tech worker dies in vat of sulfuric acid
I see my fears of dying in a fermentation vat at the pharmaceutical plant I used to work at were not ill-founded!
(Oddly, I've never had it happen to me, which is hard for me to believe, since I have quite a large belly. Perhaps it's just the "fuck off and DIE" look I give strangers that keeps them from saying *anything* to me.)
The Stephs are in full agreement
It was really pretty good. Not overwhelmingly bacon-y. More like chocolate with crunchy, salty bits added.
Yes, it is, and I’m not even particularly predisposed to the salty/sweet thing. I gave it to my dad for his birthday. For Christmas, he’s getting BaconSalt.
This just in: No gay people in Iran.
Asked about widely documented government abuse of women and homosexuals in his country, Ahmadinejad said, "We don't have homosexuals" in Iran, and that women did have freedoms.
I've been more or less convinced for the past couple of month that someone's going to ask when I'm due. My belly's gotten huge in the last while, and when I slouch, it actually looks preggers-roundy.
My friend used to call her belly her "beer baby."
Heh, that's exactly what I call mine! Especially when I'm sitting down and resting a bottle of beer on it.
This just in: No gay people in Iran.
I cannot wait for Jon and Stephen to tackle this issue. I hope they photoshop Ahmadinejad into Xanadu, or something.
Four months after I had Olivia, we were in Puerto Rico at a conference for DH's work. One of his co-workers mistakenly thought I hadn't had the baby yet. Maybe he thought I said, "Four months along" instead of "Four months old." But it was ignored as an easy mistake considering this guy never saw me and I was wearing a loose dress.
My mother was with me in the hospital when a friend came to visit after Liv was born. My mother asked her when her baby was due. She laughed it off and said, "I'm just fat." I nearly died and my mother turned four shades of red with embarrassment.