Today Stinky is eight years old. She sure is cute.
This morning I am suffering from a slight case of PMS. I'm sure you all wanted to hear that didn't you? Just one more egg getting ready to shrivel up and fall out. Dwindling down my reproductive lifecycle to zero, zilch, nada. At least I'll have cute legs and a cute dog if I don't ever have children. Is that a good trade off? I'm not sure.
I suppose I shouldn't dwell on all that - I should get ready to go to work.
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