When I awoke this morning, Aunt Flow came a' knockin' on my door and said, "You're not pregnant!!" I jumped with glee, and pain, as I walked down the stairs and watched the last of the Olympics. It was exciting. Now that I feel like a limp noodle from all the pain killers, I am still exstatic that I'm not carrying Ryan's kid. Oh yeah, last night I
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