Happy birthday to fings!
Exhaustion + nausea (nausea is mild thus far, but exhaustion is profound), eyes a little weird. tongue tingly/numb-ish.
Fellatio is really weird when my tongue is like this!
Last Night's Side Effects
docorion noted that I'm usually really good at keeping up the "Oh yes, I'm fine" mask... and that he's honored that I let it slip when I'm with him.
"Things are getting weird in my head, Sir."
"I know, baby."
He can tell. Because I trust him, feel safe with him. So I can relax and have him just hold me and talk me through bad body stuff. I don't have to be all tough.
Gods, I love him. I have two so wonderful men. I am a lucky girl.
Feels Like Friday
It so seriously does. I've been having to keep from nagging Adam about taking the garbage out, nagging Elayna about Field Day. It so feels like Friday.
No. Also? Hell no.
Regarding my reading from haikujaguar yesterday: No. I am not pregnant. Criminy, people.
I have change and rebirth coming, yes. But it is not that kind of change!
Today's Login Fortune
"I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they've always worked for me."
-- Hunter S. Thompson