Blah. I have been so not into blogging lately. I was thinking about making the blog private because of dumb people reading it that really have no reason to be...other than that they are trying to be a part of a life they aren't in. But to make it private, I have to list the email addresses of people who are allowed to read it and that is to much work. So I just have to accept that these people are reading and move on.
So we didn't get the house (another reason I didn't write...). I am sad about it. Well I was sad about it. I am pretty much over it now. Obviously it wasn't meant to be, but I had high hopes. So we are back to the search. Which is the worst part. It is fascinating how disgusting some houses are - and I don't mean messy, I mean like actually disgusting. You REALLY have to have an imagination to see the potential in some houses!
Yesterday was my birthday. Being 8 and half months pregnant you can imagine the
rager that I had. I think Dennis and I were asleep before 9. I even missed American Idol. It really was extremely uneventful, but that was my choice. There were many people requesting a celebration of some sort, but I REALLY hate getting dressed and being out. I am so uncomfortable. The thing that makes me laugh the most is that people are like, wow you are so small for 8 months. Ha. It's all relative. I may be small compared to some one else, but I am not small compared to not being pregnant so it still sucks. Thanks though.
So I am totally addicted to
Slurpees. It doesn't have to be an actual
slurpee, but some kind of frozen
juicey thing. It is my current craving. I had two yesterday! I think I could feel the sugar turning to fat in my ass and thighs. Oh well...Dominic needs sugar doesn't he?
Another exciting post for you...sorry I suck so much. I'm just not
feelin it.
