Huh.
So, for no reason at all, I burst into tears last night right before bed. Mr. Zigkvetch let me soggify his arm. And then he said, "you don't even know why you're crying right now, do you?" And you know what? I didn't. It was nothing and everything. But I found it comforting that he knows me so well. And then he started snoring. But I love him anyway.
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God, there are times that I do this. Lately I've been feeling this way, I'm blaming it on my lady parts.
Pregnant?
Ha, nope, I can pretty much assure you that's not the problem, Malach. Actually, if it were, I'd probably be giddy.
No, I think I'm just overly tired and stressed out.
Someone break out the tiny violins or call me a "wahhhhmbulance!" quick!
"wahhhhmbulance!" can I steal that?
It sure is lucky to have a good s.o.
I love the part when he fell asleep snoring...ah, love.
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