This weekend was almost a bust. I had stomach death last night. We went to go for dinner and as soon as I was finished, I said " I have to go... NOW".
No clubs, no fun - all I wanted/NEEDED was a washroom.
Sometimes I wish I could have a stomach transplant (and on occasion, a brain transplant). No, I don't, I like me how I am (maybe minus 5 lbs.... j/k).
My cat is begging for attention, so I better give!
Meow.
No clubs, no fun - all I wanted/NEEDED was a washroom.
Sometimes I wish I could have a stomach transplant (and on occasion, a brain transplant). No, I don't, I like me how I am (maybe minus 5 lbs.... j/k).
My cat is begging for attention, so I better give!
Meow.