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05 October 2006 @ 04:46 pm
little bit o' tmi:

"Hey, uterus. Yeah, it's me. Look, I'm sick of being bloated and moody, so could you stop dithering about and DO something already? Thank you."

In other news, life is lovely. Autumn has arrived, I have the best husband in the world, the cats are gradually accepting the kitten (who is, in turn, daily growing in both size and adorableness).

So I look a bit haggard tired and need to lose twenty pounds by Saturday's HS reunion. pish.

***real update and kitty picspam sometime veryvery soon***
I feel: determineddetermined
harpiegirl4harpiegirl4 on October 5th, 2006 09:03 pm (UTC)
Beatiful girl, you do NOT need to lose 20 pounds. Pish posh! You're gonna be a hit at your reunion, and you must call me on Monday and tell me all about it!

Cattomincloset on October 5th, 2006 10:59 pm (UTC)
Besides, any asshat who doesn't think you are ravishing at your reunion could easily find themself at the business end of a broadsword. Broadswords are the perfect accessory, they go with everything.
Have a lovely time showing off your lovely self and your lovely fella. Can't wait to hear all about it!
Katevegryffindor on October 6th, 2006 01:13 am (UTC)
Oh, hush, you're beautiful. If you lost twenty pounds you'd look like a starving person.

I on the other hand, do need to lose twenty pounds. But that is not the point.

On a side note, your uterus and mine must be trading torture tips.
Bird on a Wing: Love of Wordscaragana_leaves on October 6th, 2006 03:37 am (UTC)
I do enjoy your kittypicspam. And uteruses (uteri?) are most contrary organs.

And have you read "New Moon" yet? Because it was fascinating... not quite as good as Twilight, but wonderful nonetheless. I love Jacob.