Fates Oblivion
Neme-Goddess-of-Death
The bad news is I've been too sick and working too much to find the head space to post. The good news is, I'm still sick but have time because I quit my job today because they pretty much told me "it's the job or the unborn child."
We all know what I chose. So. After dinner I'll be posting.
Oh, wow. I'm sorry you had to go through that. =(
Thanks. When I say I shouldn't be doing something because I'm pregnant, I'm not saying it to be lazy and get out of working, I'm saying it to protect the child I've already nearly miscarried twice. It's a shame it went through one ear and out the other, because I was a damn fine employee at my dad's shop before I transferred to this one and found out I was pregnant.
So the kiddo made a liar out of me and decided to get me sick and send me to bed early after eating burgers waaaaaay too thick and fancified (both totally unnecessary except that my roommate likes to make jokes about his meat being too big, thank the stars I'm moving out in a couple of weeks because I really can't handle the lack of modesty from him or his wife.) As soon as I decide if I'm going to use their disgusting cheesecloth to make coffee or scrounge the change together to go get something from the corner store, I'll start working on a post.
Anything terribly important happen while I was off pretending to be an adult?