I HATE HORMONES.
I just walked from my desk to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I feel like I just ran a fucking marathon. GODDAMN YOU FIRST TRIMESTER BULLSHIT.
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I HATE HORMONES.
I just walked from my desk to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I feel like I just ran a fucking marathon. GODDAMN YOU FIRST TRIMESTER BULLSHIT.
I HATE HORMONES.
Yep. I have cried - like bawled - twice in the last two weeks over nothing. Embarrassing. At least it's happened at home and not at work. Argh.
Sam Jones from Smallville (early days of it) was arrested in a big drug bust and may face 20 years in prison.
I can wander around singing "Don't Stop Believin'" and "Somebody to Love" (GLEE versions, natch) at the top of my lungs.
I'm rather tuneful right now, if I do say so myself...
(Translation: erika, you rock. The rest of you, if I could get you ponies and sparkly vampires to do your bidding, I would. Well, the ponies, at least. Sparkly vampires, NSM.)
The fatigue strikes me as being a really dumb move on evolution's part. Hey, lets make the people responsible for the continuation of the species too tired and nauseated to run from any predators for three months! Intelligent design my ASS.
OMG, Pete!
I know!
Is that connected with the Big Brother oxy drug bust mentioned yesterday in Reality? sounds similar.
Maybe it is. Yes, it does seem like an awfully big coincidence.
The baby just kicked me!!! I was sleeping and something woke me up. As I was struggling to wake and figure out why I felt like someone had poked me, it happened again and my fuzzy brain went, "Oh, wow, someone DID poke me!" Coolest. Thing. Ever!!! My books told me it was about time that I start feeling this, but this is the first time and it was so amazing!
I immediately texted BF, and he texted back, "Maybe the baby wants you to read the book again!" So it was another round of Goodnight Goon. :)
Great big hugs to Jess, I feel your pain! Hang in there for a couple more weeks!
Also nodding like a lunatic at Glamcookie - on the way to my last OB appointment, Cyndi Lauper's Time After Time came on the radio and I started bawling. I was crying so hard that it made me laugh at myself until I was laughing so hard I had to pee. Hormones are so freaking weird.