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I've gotten some good remix guesses! Clever, clever deductions.
In other news, I'm 95% sure I'm not pregnant. Oh god. I almost passed out at the doctor yesterday. I need to have a blood test taken on friday before starting new medication to make sure I'm not preggers and to also see if there's anything else the matter with me. And if I were pregnant, it'd be so completely ironic (I think. I've never been sure of the correct usage of that word. It's one of my greatest stumbling blocks in life) because I've had a condition since my teens that would make getting pregnant when I actually want to be, very, very hard, let alone by accident.
However, I am an adult. I'd like to be actually married first, but J and I are planning on that eventually anyway, and my mom is chomping at the bit to be a g-mom, since half my friends already have one or two kids, but still. I'm like mentally twelve.
95% sure. Seriously. It would be some horrendous cosmic joke. Or something.
In other, other news, my pancake fic is still slightly serious, and I've now lost Sheppard and Ronon somewhere offworld, and almost killed someone, and I hate myself because I'm so much better at crack than actual real stories. Oh well.
In other news, I'm 95% sure I'm not pregnant. Oh god. I almost passed out at the doctor yesterday. I need to have a blood test taken on friday before starting new medication to make sure I'm not preggers and to also see if there's anything else the matter with me. And if I were pregnant, it'd be so completely ironic (I think. I've never been sure of the correct usage of that word. It's one of my greatest stumbling blocks in life) because I've had a condition since my teens that would make getting pregnant when I actually want to be, very, very hard, let alone by accident.
However, I am an adult. I'd like to be actually married first, but J and I are planning on that eventually anyway, and my mom is chomping at the bit to be a g-mom, since half my friends already have one or two kids, but still. I'm like mentally twelve.
95% sure. Seriously. It would be some horrendous cosmic joke. Or something.
In other, other news, my pancake fic is still slightly serious, and I've now lost Sheppard and Ronon somewhere offworld, and almost killed someone, and I hate myself because I'm so much better at crack than actual real stories. Oh well.
