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[apocalypsos]

UGH. I hate this feeling ... you know, like the Texas Chainsaw Massacre is going on inside my uterus. I'm so going to end up raiding valerian from the roomies if this keeps up, because Midol doesn't work.

And what the hell is up with my body telling me I'm getting my period for a week straight? "Oh, I was going to have it today, but then this thing came up ..." Jeez, even my reproductive system procrastinates.

Oh, I swear, one day if I ever have kids, they're going to get grounded every damn week. And when they whine and ask me why, I'll just smile and say, "You know what you did."

Ick. Ew, ew, ew.

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[trishalynn.livejournal.com]

I swear, one day if I ever have kids, they're going to get grounded every damn week. And when they whine and ask me why, I'll just smile and say, "You know what you did."

I think this goes hand in hand with my assertion that if I have kids who are transgendered, I insist on being able to have a hand in renaming them if they decide to do the full physical change because I'm the one who gave birth to them, damnit, and I can name my kids better than I could name themselves.