...the testicular fortitude to stop caring, not feel disappointed, and be brave about it. Well, I do not have the required gonads, period. If I did, then I'd make like a worm (or fish? or both? or WHATEVER?) and go and reproduce on my own then.
Sigh.
Another failed month. Stupid effing ovaries. Back to the drawing board. Gah.
dagnabbit. I'm sorry to hear that dude. But as a small consolation, this entry was blisteringly eloquent. AHLAVEET.
ReplyDeleteit's ok, katz. you weren't meant to have a may-june baby. September na lang. :-) September babies are GREAT!
ReplyDeleteI'm praying for you, dearie.
ReplyDeleteThanks, everyone. :-)
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