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[07 Mar 2008|11:06am] |
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I don't find anything amusing about any of this and I wish the healers would stop fussing. At least I am up walking again and I want to go out.
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[09 Feb 2008|02:04pm] |
The Derricks are becoming a nuisance. I don't know if I lost the baby. I'm going to stay with my sister until I am in better health and spirits.
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[06 Feb 2008|01:12pm] |
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No longer sick. A bonus. Despite what anyone thinks, nothing will change. Just because I'm having a child, doesn't mean I'm any less likely to rip your throat out if you double cross me. Let me make that clear. I'm not like certain breeding instruments who let their husbands tell them what they can do or fawn over them like their breakable, fragile. In fact, I may be a tad worse, if for the hormones. Just a warning, pets because it wouldn't have been right to let the lot of you go on thinking I'll let the mudblood lovers run a muck.
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[25 Jan 2008|12:46am] |
[hexed so that everyone can read but only Rabastan can reply]
You're painting the nursery, because I cannot be around the fumes.
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[10 Jan 2008|03:43pm] |
I'm still sick. If anyone bothers me, I'll rip your arms from your body. I haven't had any peace and quiet for days.
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[27 Dec 2007|10:28pm] |
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I hate the winters. I'm feeling under the weather. Someone bring me tea. Oh, and I suppose the polite thing to say to my exhusband would be, thank you for the gift.
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