He don't, Hang around with the gang no more...
After 3 home tests and a heated debate with a nurse at the womens clinic, it was clearly confirmed...I am spawing. I saw a picture on just what I was getting into and then I wanted to beat the Man...I am incubating an Alien. I quickly realized this is going to be the LONGEST nine months of my life. I am sick, and am slowly growing acustom to Yacking on the side of the road. I am all of a sudden tired at 7 at night, and have no desire to do anything else then have a long intimate night with my bed and pillow. It's going to be the longest saddest part of my time preping...early bed times. How am i suppose to party like I once did? It looks as though this may be it for me.
posted by Nat @ 7:40 PM
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At least you have your second trimester to look forward to. From what I understand, you'll quit being sick and get ridiculous amounts of energy to do things that never interested you before. I did have one cousin for whom this was not true, but everyone else seems to perk up (the key word being perk). Hang in there, and go ahead and spit fire out of your eyes at the man for awhile, he can take it.
-Ali
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