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Decisions, Decisions
Feb. 23rd, 2011 09:44 pmI've had too many pastries, too much coffee and not enough dinner, so now I'm nauseous (which, by the way, is a hideous word, it both looks and sounds ugly) and stuck on the sofa. The plan to get rid of the last few kilos? Working out about as well as it sounds. Though I don't suppose that's really a cause for serious complaint.
I started taking the pill (Microgynon) a month or so ago, and was assured it would make my periods much lighter. But, alas, no. I still haemmorrhage.
My brother won a Judo cup in Copenhagen, beat a guy he's had trouble with before and actually won money – it's usually just endless expenses. He works his work, I mine; he throws people around, I think.
It's no secret I have a shoe problem, I have too many and never enough. I've budgeted one pair of sandals, and now I have to choose: United Nude Abstract, United Nude Haiku, Alexander Wang number one or the second Alexander Wangs. Decide for me, LJ?
I started taking the pill (Microgynon) a month or so ago, and was assured it would make my periods much lighter. But, alas, no. I still haemmorrhage.
My brother won a Judo cup in Copenhagen, beat a guy he's had trouble with before and actually won money – it's usually just endless expenses. He works his work, I mine; he throws people around, I think.
It's no secret I have a shoe problem, I have too many and never enough. I've budgeted one pair of sandals, and now I have to choose: United Nude Abstract, United Nude Haiku, Alexander Wang number one or the second Alexander Wangs. Decide for me, LJ?
