Today I smell like your grandma. Not MINE, one smells like avon products and the other smelled of Youth Dew dusting powder. My neck is bothering me like crazy. I tried to put off taking the muscle relaxers but may be forced to tonight. After i make a teeny pizza. It won't be the same without the spinach, which I threw away. I mean, I'd already eaten half the bag, but I got tired of my mom bugging me.

I had a horrible thought today: I can only be a mom if I can be assured that I will have cute children. I was a cute child (ahem, ahem, ahem, and again ahem) even though adulthood hasn't been so kind to me. Still, look at all that red hair. Any proposals of marriage must be accompanied by baby pictures. I insist.

Still no sign of the gocco. i'm getting antsy!

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