I will not obsess. I will not obsess. I will not obsess.

Last night, I woke up at 3:30 with the desperate urge to urinate (which I never wake up for in the middle of the night). After disentangling myself from the blankets, I made a mad dash to the bathroom, finished my business and then felt a different desperate urge, and well - puked. Lovely eh?

(I will not obsess)

For the last week or so, I could have easily slept through world war III. I usually wake up many times during the night, but I've been "out cold." And today I overslept so badly that I didn't make it here until almost 11 a.m. And I'm falling asleep sitting at my desk today.

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My boobs, while usually rather large, are now swollen and spilling out of the top and sides of my bra. They're so swollen, and look like a roadmap with the blue veins criss crossing them (although I don't put too much weight into that because I'm so white I glow in the dark... and you can often see my veins).

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The bleeding has stopped. I have dull cramps, but they're *twingy*

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O.k. I lied. I am obsessing...