For a minute there, I had entertained the thought of a spectacular come-back message, announcing to the world (or that part which I deem interesting enough) that there's a baby on the way...
Alas, the mood swings of late are entirely mine, and the lateness of my period merely the result of an iron deficit....
Silly, silly me. And shame on silly me for allowing D to convince me to take that p test a few days earlier than I had planned...
It's all for the best, I guess. At least experiences like these inform me that I do want kiddies in my life, after all. It's just the thought of those huge & persistent responsibilities that is sometimes less than appealing to me. *Visualizes Kissy nodding in agreement -vehemently & unsuccessfully suppressing a sigh - as she reads this*
Well, love to all, take care, and in obeyance to that most magnificent of poprock bands ever (insert name of you know who): keep yourself alive!!!!
*headbangers' alert*
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zrxh_I2xFfs&mode=related&search=
Peace!!!
Kroe
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Just an afterthought: please note that I have refrained from lamenting Feddie's recent loss in the French Open final (which, by the by, coincided with the first, very disappointing results of last Sunday's general elections, here in ole Belgium...)
Peace
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