Saturday, January 10, 2004       ( 1:36 PM ) Lostcheerio   The last few days I'm having the most massive milk craving. Like, I just want to drink bucket after bucket of milk. Dan just went to the store and brought home another gallon. Normally milk and I have a cool working relationship -- I know I'm supposed to drink some every day and I do, but it's not like I look forward to the excrutiating pleasure of it with drool pouring out my face. Now, I do. *shrug* As for contractions, I'm having them, not timing them, not thinking about them, I'm totally discouraged with trying to construct any sort of plot out of this mess, and I'm just too tired to deal with it. So - they come, they go, they come and go, and who cares. #

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