this is where our daughter or gay son will sleep

ohhhhhh man. Watching Glee again. It's too much awesomeness. Like I should be in bed now resting up for work at 6 in the mo, but how can I not watch gorgeous SUPER TALL Cory Monteith belt out Journey at the top of his lungs, and listen to Lea Michele sing with her INCREDIBLY FANTASTIC GORGEOUS VOICE. Holy fuck, I could listen to her sing one hundred percent of the time. I'm not going to go on a whole spiel about it, but for realz, this girl has the most incredible voice.

Rachel: You're very talented.
Finn: Really?
Rachel: I would know. I'm very talented too.

AHHHHH! LOVE GLEE!

Anyways. I don't really have much to say about my life. I'm doing pretty good. Except my stupid uterus is limiting the things that I can do. It sucks. Here is a lllllllist:

1. Bathe. I can shower. But I can't bathe and I can't go swimming in the pool or the ocean (oh god, I shudder at the thought of all the infection I could get from the ocean).

2. Wear tampons. I cannot wear a tampon until my next period, and normally, not such a big deal because I would only be bleeding on week of the month, but OH SO FUNNY, stil bleeding clots and bacteria crap out, FOR TWO AND A HALF WEEKS! So yeah, I have to deal with nasty pads until next weekend.

3. Exercise. It's exhausting and it makes my penis muscles (the ones that would lead down to my penis would be if I had one. I don't know what those are called) sooooo tired.

4. Have sex. This one sucks the most. It hurt so bad. It was like being a virgin again but worse because my muscles were exhausted afterwards and I was weird and crampy. I expected this but it still sucks. COME ON! WHY CAN'T I JUST GET BACK TO ENJOYING SEX?

Anyways. I'm fine, I'm actually quite good. And I'm feeling a lot more okay looking (as I have felt super ugly for the past two months) and my weight is dropping again, so yay!

For the most part, I'm feeling pretty okay. And okay is good. Okay is very good.

AND GLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
<3
ciao