Any Heroes fans? I am so lost.
Note to self: do not read blogs or play mahjong while trying to watch Heroes.
And...don't feed dogs pretzel sticks before favorite tv show. It's hard to concentrate with lethal farts aimed in your general direction. Running from the room with your hand over your nose does nothing for following a story line. How can 12 pounds produce such a copious amount of stinky gas?
My beta is supposed to be on Thursday. I haven't made an appointment yet. I don't want to. Do I have to? Can't I just wait and see what happens? I don't want to know. I'd rather just sit in this pool of dread like every other month for the past year and a half and just wait for the inevitable to begin. I know I'm not pregnant because:
Pregnancy Symptoms Checklist
Sore boobs = NO
Frequent urination = NO
Super tired = NO
craving ice cream = YES (but I've been craving ice cream since I was three so that probably doesn't count).
How can I possibly crave ice cream when I've got enough deadly gas in this room to probably kill a few brain cells? How? How is that even possibly appetizing? Yet I crave it. Rocky Road.
