Our computer impolitely decided to crash and burn about three weeks ago, so I can only get online at friends' houses/inlaw's house. Not exactly fun, but... what can you do?
I'm about 13 weeks along, almost into the second trimester, and ech. I really hate being pregnant.
This imvu chat ad next to me looks super freaky. I think she's even got a teddy bear tattooed on her cheek. Ech.
The Birch Book show was lovely, but.... alas, I actually kinda got bored listening to him. Should I be ashamed? He was definitely talented, but he didn't seem like he gave a rat's azz about the crowd, entertaining, or... I don't know. I'm sure he did, but...
I've been taking a month-long break from painting murals, and loving it. And feeling guilty about loving it. :(
Feeling of the week:
"What goes up must come down..."
Why does that 'down' always consist of a big (or small) pile of shi*?
And yes, I'm being dramatic. Is anyone surprised?
Have a .. .. day.