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PMT aka PMS iz me.
at 2 o clock all was still ok with the world. however, by about 2:30 this afternoon the that time of the month monster erupted in my gut and forced me to inhale everything in sight. unfortunately the johannesburg cbd did not survive.
my 18month old puppy has such bad hip displasure displasia that it’s started to cause her knee to dislocate. she now needs a knee operation and a hip replacement which together cost way over R30 000. and i’m about to be self-employed.
i can’t spell. see above.
it’s funny interacting with people when you know something about them that they probably don’t want you to know.
i went to see fellow blogger, exmi today to deliver a dress she’d ordered and to pick up my body thrills. can’t wait to use them.
have to go and make dinner for people i don’t know. don’t want to.
blah.
i’m burping up the joburg cbd.
b.t.w. did i mention, I CN HAZ PMS!
as i tweeted yesterday, hopefully my PMT doesn’t mean you’ll need an EMT.
ok, that’s it. i’m out.