Anyone out there?

Nah, I didn't think so.

So.

Well.

Hmm.

What the hell is there to write?

I can't think of a damn thing. My current cycle is SO fuggered up. I really should go see a doctor about this one. But you know? I sleep in the day. Why does the world revolve around all those fortunate people who get to sleep at night? It's SO not fair.

30 days and no end in sight. I wish you could see all 32 cycles in my FF charts. You would see and know that NONE of my cycles have EVER been this long. I did have that wonky spotting a few weeks ago and then what I thought might be menstrual cramps on the 21st. But now? Nothing. No spot, no cramps, nothing. Not even pain. I have nothing, nothing, nothing, if I don't have pain. Headaches all the time, constipated, sore boobs, major acne breakout, but nothing else.

I'm more than a little frustrated.

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I went to my daughter's first fast-pitch softball game tonight. About 20 minutes into the game, it started raining. No lightening, but it was steady raining. They kept right on playing. After I was good and wet, I decided to get in the car and drive it up next to the field and watch from the car. RIGHT after I parked, this girl from the other team popped up a fly ball and I watched it fall from at least 50 feet in the air right onto the hood of my NEW XTERRA. I have only paid one payment on that bitch. Now it has a dent in it. *CRY* WAIL* My husband, who was coaching, began yelling from the dugout, AT ME, "GET THAT CAR OUT OF THERE. MOVE IT." I'm all like, the damage is done, buddy. You think another fucking ball is gonna hit the same spot? But, I moved it. And sat out in the rain for the rest of the game. Now my hair is this weird CURLY mess (curly?? yes.) cuz I had to go straight to work after the game and couldn't fix it. *WAH*

Good things?

My SIL went to the doctor last week. She kept saying that she had to be at least 2-3 months along, because her periods were "messed up" and she had been sick and tired for that long. She was all excited because she thought the being sick and tired part was almost over, because she was so far along, ya know.
Well, I got a good evil chuckle when she called to tell me she was only 6 weeks and 2 days along. Serves that bitch right.

Oh my god, what if she finds my blog?