*fidgetfidgetfidget*
It's too hot, and it's 20 degrees cooler than it will be all summer.
On the good side, these shorts should fit through the whole summer. I am not sure whether to feel amused or old after realizing that they're older than
silkensteel's oldest daughter, who is a teenager. How the heck did I get old enough to own clothing that I can still wear that is older than a teenager?
Actually, they may be a few years younger than her, but not much.
I was just reading through my old journal and found this:
http://therealocelot.livejournal.com/76869.html "You know you're pregnant when you want yogurt, and get upset at the idea of having ice cream as an alternative, since there is no yogurt in the house."
This time around, it's black bean soup instead of ice cream.
It makes me feel a little better about the lack of symptoms I'm experiencing right now. Some stuff that I thought happened at around this point last time (such as not being able to lie on my stomach comfortably) actually happened about a month later.
My hormones need to CALM THE FUCK DOWN AND LEAVE ME ALONE FOR 5 MINUTES!!!!!!
I don't think I was this bad until about 7 months or so last time around.
I'm not looking forward to this summer.
I am, however, looking forward to X-Men 3.