My birthday dinner was wonderful and mom screwed up my cake but that was OK since that meant we had EXTRA chocolate covering overflowing all over one layer of the cake and all the wimpy dorks got to eat the layer with the frosting.
Work was weird. My department was all like, "oh, yeah happy birthday and all . . ." and i didn't get a dollar pinned on me until about 1pm. Liz made me cake but it fell so it was an apple spice cake with the weight and consistency of a very heavy fudge brownie or some light fudge. i DID get $47 so, that was cool. i refused to run about showing off my money and begging for more like some people have done, and it was a Tuesday so every one was broke.
Yesterday, i went to the doctor to find out why i feel so sick all the time and get birth control so i don't screw up this relationship by making it more responsibility that it already is.
Well, i have gained 50 lbs in the last 5 months, i'm not pregnant, i now have birth control pills, and i have an ulcer.
Yes, i have an ulcer.
A big, painful, angry ulcer.
i ignored it as long as i could and i finally have to deal with it. i have a special diet, medicine, etc . . .
Ok, well, i have been on this computer far too long since i have a huge headache and i can't take any medicine for it.
BTW ~ a note for a certain little rabid girl who once told me it was the feelings that really push it over the top. She is so very right. i have had great sex before, but nothing like this. This isn't sex, this is an amazing mutual beyond religious experience. i would do anything to be close to him. i can't seem to be close enough. i love him.
confessed on 2001-09-27