Sunshine?

It bugs me.  And it shouldn't.  And I don't know why it does.  It makes me sad?  But why?  Yeah, um, Two is 5 weeks pregnant.  Which means she's due on Magnum's birthday...which I really hate.  Grrr.  Although I shouldn't care at all whether she's pregnant or when she's due. 

In other news...I went to the doctor last Friday and got felt up.  :)  He did a biopsy of my uterus...doesn't that just sound yummy?  Anyway...he's gonna do some tests, and more than likely I will have my uterus removed in the very near future.  I really don't think I'll miss it. 

I think I'm gonna take everything off of my walls today, and rearrange and rethink things.  That's always a fun time.  Then again, I'm soooo tired today, I'll probably just sit on my ass.

I semi met the new girl.  Well, I guess, I didn't meet her at all.  But I saw her in real life from across a crowded room.  And I talked to her on the phone.  She's cute.  :)

There is no sunshine.  I want sunshine.  Want want want. 

Wouldn't it be awesome if the doctor found a physical reason for my being tired all the time?  My other doctor told me to get more sunshine.  In upstate NY?  Ha.