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Oh my god I found the wedding dress I want for $166 at one of those bridal discount websites. I added a pic of it so you all can look. It's not formal at all (as you can plainly see), but I cannot stand lace and sequins and beads and a really long train and the other tacky-ass bullshit that's out there. And since our daughter will be one year old and at the wedding, I think it'd be in poor taste to get all trussed up like Cinderella or something. I mean, obvioulsy I'm not a virgin, so why would I dress like one?
Ed seems to be no longer interested in any form of sex. Not that I can get much out of it, I only gave birth two and half weeks ago and he's afraid of my boobs now, but I could still give him head or whatever. Well, if he'd let me. Which he doesn't. Which leads me to believe he's either (a) getting it someplace else or (b) is no longer sexually attracted to me. And I won't even mention the nasty email he sent me yesterday. Or the one I wrote back. I'm really mean online.
So yeah, that's no good, and I've decided that if he can't be bothered, neither can I. Anyway, yesterday wasn't a total; waste of living... KittyRollins showed me her boobs, SuburbanSlave said she'd do a BBW set with me, Emily loves me, and I got KFC for dinner. Oh, and I was able to avoid obnoxious people who wanted to come see the baby.