Die Happy
I'm tired. Extremely tired. And everyone keeps telling me, "just wait, it's worse after the baby is born." Yeah right.
Since I have little to no energy, I offer this link for your reading (or other kind of) pleasure: At least you could die happy.
Since I have little to no energy, I offer this link for your reading (or other kind of) pleasure: At least you could die happy.


9 Death Spasms:
I'm tired and incredibly bored. *Sign*
Sigh, I mean. My boredom is such that I can't even type.
Haa Haa I have seen that before, I love bore me, have you tried bore me rigid LOL
Get used to being tired...
Anyhoo - I think interviewing that paramedic would make a fantastic story.
I wonder how many other deaths there have been that have gone unreported!
-- david
That story is fantastic. I had a good chuckle at the expense of this poor British lady. Passion Pants, I love it.
I think I know what you mean about the exhaustion thing. You're almost there.
It gives shop 'til you drop a whole new meaning.
I am so stoked. I have been meaning to comment for awhile now but damn blogger hasn't been letting the pop-up window come up. I switched to the full page comment thing to get it to start coming back up. Hopefully they have the problem fixed.
LOL at fiuzbox
You're getting near the home stretch. Yeah!
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