No pun intended, but I found out about 30 minutes ago that I have my periods. And I haven't done anything about it until now, because everyone seems determined to make me bleed through my jeans by flooding in at the same time with two hundred scripts each. I ducked into the toilet to check how bad it was and Eugene wasn't impressed that I disappeared when all hell broke loose. I told him it was an emergency.
I'm sorry if I'm too graphic, but if you're bleeding out of your crotch you wouldn't care, either.
4.06.2008
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