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it was bestbud’s brother’s bday (say that three times fast) last night so we all watched the UFC PPV at their house. i have to say i’m shocked at Gracie’s defeat. I really am. Matt Hughes is a gorilla, no doubt about that.
bateman and i truly are the last survivors of the marriage wars around there. everyone has paired off and it’s as though they were handed a soul sucking pill at the moment they signed the marriage license because they all seem to fondly look back, perhaps a little too fondly, on life before. most of the wives didn’t come and the ones that did had nothing to do with the boys. they were, i suspect, doing wife things somewhere else. i do not want to be doing wife things somewhere else.

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so all week i’ve been diabolically ill. it was actually longer than a week, but i acknowledged and did something about it this week. i went to see dr. b, who took blood for a lyme disease test (thanks deer tick!) and some IGG levels, and some other stuff. everything considered though, it seems that it’s most likely that my thyroid has just completely kicked off. i’m itchy, and my hair is falling out and my nails are terrible and i cannot cannot cannot loose any weight. lucky me though, I got an appoinment for June 1 (which is miraculous, usually my endo is booked 6 months in advance) so hopefully i’ll get a magical pill that will make me thin and pretty and non itchy. i don’t really hate this, but i’m going to say i do. i hate how well my body distributes weight gain. it does it so that you really can’t tell until i’ve gained over 40lbs. therefore, when i am sad about weight gain, no one gives a crap and i’m looked upon as a crazy person. bleh. whatever though. i’m going to stick with what i’m doing. gardening, and lots of it. biking and the like. eating under control. because should i stick with this, and it IS my thyroid, once they up my dose? weight will just come flying off of me and i’ll be able to look hot by my bday for sure.

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so, apparently, this chick i used to work with has died. i can’t muster anything over it, but it’s worth noting i guess.
oh! i just saw a commercial! the ikea sale goes through june 11th! woah! that means i get in another mega paycheck that will clear before it’s over. so maybe i will go. maybe that bungee chair is on sale. maybe my kitchen things i want will be on sale. i need help though. another person to go with me. stupid heavy ikea things!

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we’re on the 7th coon caught. we’ll have to relocate it when bateman wakes up. actually, it’s 8 caught, 7 retained. one was david blaine in raccoon form and got away without opening the cage somehow. there’s far too many critters here. they outnumber us a million to one.

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man, i hope my thyroid is outta wack and that bateman starts some kind of gym soon. our shenanigans have fallen off a bit. not anything bothersome and i guess when i’ve been sick for a while now and he’s working 7 days a week it’s fair, but still. we’re both aware of it, and we’be discussed it. he thinks it’ll get better when he gyms (and i have seen this in the past. something about boosting testosterone from whatever.) and i’m on a bigger dose of synthroid. we’re also not happy about our bodies, either of us. he feels too small and i feel too big. no worries though, everything else is yippie skippy and all that, and just lately the both of us have been admiring our ability to work as a team in a crisis, so i have no fear or anything. just, i sure would like to be happier to be naked, and i know he would too. it’s summer, you know? this is my chance.

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