ok, first and foremost, taco bell and peach cobbler do not mix very well. it does not matter that you've been eating 2 soft taco supremes, 2 crunchy taco supremes, and nachos damn near everyday for the past 5 months or that your peach cobbler is the stuff dreams are made of.
you are NOT immune to the effects of letting that shit marinate in your stomach and intestines at the same time.
i had swamp ass for 3 whole hours last night fucking with that shit.

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i spent yesterday morning and afternoon in the city. STILL looking for the perfect nursery furniture.

i've been told i'm being too damn picky but it's not my fault all these stores have crappy furniture. why is it sooooo wrong for me to want my baby to have the best of everything? granted, she won't really know the difference but i will. and i can't be putting my baby in any kind of crib all willy nilly. i've got standards and i've yet to find a store that meets them. well, i did but they're a big stank bag of douche.

anyhoos, after not accomplishing my goal of the day, i went to campus to have a nice little lunch with Jay. instead, i was constantly approached by frienemies and strangers wanting to rub my belly.

reason #63887 i hate people: they say stupid shit like, "OH MY GOD! YOU'VE GOTTEN SO BIG!" and "OH MY GOD! YOU'VE GOTTEN SO BIG!"

i'm well aware of my big-ness. i do not need you to tell me how big i've gotten since you last saw me ESPECIALLY when it was just last month. asshole.

i really needed some retail therapy after that, but i remembered how depressing trying on clothes is now so i just went home and took a nap. napping is always good.
when i woke up, Jay was home so that made me feel better. it's nice having someone make you feel like the most beautiful, sexiest woman alive when everyone and everything else makes you feel the exact opposite.

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today's a lazy day. it's almost 1:00 and i still haven't showered.
my back hurts a lot. it really sucks not being able to take anything for all the aches and pains i have.

tomorrow, we're going to memphis for the baby shower. honestly, i'm not really looking forward to it. i kinda wanna call my mom and tell her to just fed-ex everything to me and i'll send everyone thank you cards. i don't particularly care to be around those people, especially when Jay's not gonna there with me to keep me sane.

i need a back rub.

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