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Apr. 8th, 2008 12:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
squeefulfishSo, today a conversation that I couldn't have been bothered having properly about my inclination towards reproducing (and at the time, complete lack thereof) somehow translated in the head of the other person as "I'm gay, la la la la lah!" There were some other steps, but, er, they still don't make sense to my poor brain. Mmm... brainz.
Like many things, the kids thing is something I happily swing from one end of the desire scale to the other. No shades of grey there, certainly not during the monthly madness that is an oestrogen spike that makes me crave boy nookie. Mmm... nookie.
I thought I was well enough to be allowed near forms of communication. Guess not. No more drugs for you, Sarah! And really, I need to not be posting constantly about how I shouldn't be taking things. Learning a lot about how my body works, anyway. It doesn't like codeine or pseudoephedrine and both make me silly. Or I'm just using them as an excuse. Would far prefer to be medicating with Cake. Mmm... Cake.
I should sleep. Sleep good. Mmm... sleep. Night!
Like many things, the kids thing is something I happily swing from one end of the desire scale to the other. No shades of grey there, certainly not during the monthly madness that is an oestrogen spike that makes me crave boy nookie. Mmm... nookie.
I thought I was well enough to be allowed near forms of communication. Guess not. No more drugs for you, Sarah! And really, I need to not be posting constantly about how I shouldn't be taking things. Learning a lot about how my body works, anyway. It doesn't like codeine or pseudoephedrine and both make me silly. Or I'm just using them as an excuse. Would far prefer to be medicating with Cake. Mmm... Cake.
I should sleep. Sleep good. Mmm... sleep. Night!
