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It's 6:30 am.
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FUCKING BABYGATE FROM HELL STOP ATTACKING MY TOES!
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Well shit.
My dog's desire to be uncooperative has screwed up my plans for today. I finally just got him to go out and pee. I slept for an hour before Chris woke me up at 7:20 (unintentionally) trying to get the little shit outside this morning. I'll just have to mark some things off my to-do list today. I'm blistered, beat, and am in pain. Back to bed for a ( Read more... ) -
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Media has ruined sex for the difficult women such as myself. Promises of easy and quick peaks of mindblowing pleasure, bah. I can see the benefit for men ( Read more... ) -
Gah.
I broke down tonight. Some tears and a whole lot of honesty. Chris doesn't deserve to hear the twisted goings on of my brain. But I'm filled with a sense of warmth just knowing I could be that honest and cry into such a warm and sturdy shoulder ( Read more... ) -
What a day...
I woke up absolutely miserable with stomach pains. Not nauseous, just a horrible burning, sharp pain that caused me to faint even. Totally new to me. Perhaps my doctor was onto something when she said I need to have that upper GI. Something about the thought of drinking fizzy pickley liquid and chalky tabs then laying my large self on a table ( Read more... ) -
its a day to pig out at the pill buffet!
2 valium, 2 lortabs, 2 atarax, and 1 adipex for good measure. Why, you ask? Because this is what fibro and crazy brain does. Wake up, hurts to make the journey to the bathroom to pee, have a panic attack at the thought of another day of possible productivity loss all because of a shit hand of 'physical health' cards and a genepool that resembles a ( Read more... )