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Meant to finish up the review for Full Alert this afternoon before work -- until I had my ass kicked by the worst. Cramps. Ever.
Sorry, guys on my flist. But they were.
A long time ago I remember hearing about a male doctor who did some kind of "study" and determined that cramps during "that time of the month" were just a figment of women's imaginations. He should be chopped up and the pieces buried in an unmarked grave.
Thankfully when this does happen it doesn't last long. I writhed in pain from about 11:30 til 1pm, then slept for an hour, and now I feel pretty much normal again... other than feeling vaguely like I've been punched in the gut.
Owwie.
Working 4-10pm, although I will not be in the least surprise if I have to stay longer to help close up. In fact, I think the 10pm is probably a colossal mistake.
It's raining again. The Jerry-cat is huddled outside. Poor little bugger. It's supposed to be like this for the next week. I wish we could bring him inside.
Sorry, guys on my flist. But they were.
A long time ago I remember hearing about a male doctor who did some kind of "study" and determined that cramps during "that time of the month" were just a figment of women's imaginations. He should be chopped up and the pieces buried in an unmarked grave.
Thankfully when this does happen it doesn't last long. I writhed in pain from about 11:30 til 1pm, then slept for an hour, and now I feel pretty much normal again... other than feeling vaguely like I've been punched in the gut.
Owwie.
Working 4-10pm, although I will not be in the least surprise if I have to stay longer to help close up. In fact, I think the 10pm is probably a colossal mistake.
It's raining again. The Jerry-cat is huddled outside. Poor little bugger. It's supposed to be like this for the next week. I wish we could bring him inside.
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sore
Yeah -- I loved my Batman layout, but it was getting rather grim :D
*hugs back*
Amen to that!
I used to have a dance teacher who would make us dance and move whenever it was "that time of the month," because she swore it would help make us feel better.
It did, mostly. Some days it just made it worse.
*hugs gently* Feel better!
I like your layout, tis very pretty!