My collarbone looks like I've got a hickie from an alien being (and it hurts. My despondency is off the scale.
Ladies, at this point I don't even care if I die, as long as I don't have to set foot in a hospital for the rest of my life 😕 When I am done, I'll get so drunk that I'll sleep three days afterwards.
Hope you're doing well xxx
Even if it rains, bras burn notoriously well 😉
Wow, I can't wait. Even if i am only assisting in spirit and through the interwebz, even if I have yet another week of rads lite after Friday, it's for me as well the end of an era, in a sense, and a truly cathartic gesture.
It's so odd, I am getting again mild / moderate pangs from the goat. It hadn't showed up for a whole month, and nothing has happened to summon it, and still there it is, this sense of doom and irreality.
Imma go for a walk to see if I can come back to my senses. Maybe it's just a chemical thing, I have eaten too much, slept too little, dunno. Ouf, how annoying.
Jill, am all yours, so to speak! Just say when and I'll keep you virtual company through messages or, if I am home, I can even burn something to keep you company, like, my dinner for example. It's an ending for me too as the following week I have to do only the boost, which apparently is a walk in the park compared to the whole hog.
Whatever you choose to do, even the craziest, most decadent, luxuriating thing you can think of, you truly and wholly deserve it.