My body hates me.
I can just tell that the beginning of this vacation will suck.
First of all, I got my period yesterday. While this means that I’m once again thanking the powers that be that I’m not knocked up, it also means that there will be no sex, even though Eddie will be getting home 3 hours earlier than we usually do which means 3 more hours in the with which we can use to shag link minks. Argh!
Second, my sinuses decided that today would be a wonderful day to start feeling like they’re packed full of pudding. I’m miserable. My head is stuffy, my nose is going to end up all red and raw if I don’t get some real damned tissue instead of toiletpaper, and I’m sniffling like crazy. A shower would probably clear things up a bit.
The new bed is nice. It’s a lot firmer than the old one, and is a bit bigger — Eddie’s feet don’t hang over the bottom anymore. We haven’t put it to the real test yet. He bought me a wireless keyboard yesterday and took me out to dinner because I was pissed about being on the rag for vacation, and this morning he bought me a hot chocolate from Dunkin Donuts. I was very happy.
Tags: life, sex, sick, vacation, whiney bitch
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