There is a baby at work. I want one.
I hate hormones*. I wish that wasn't what I wanted out of life, because it's not something that I can work towards/plan for by myself. So for me to be truly** happy with life is completely out of my control. And I hate that! I've tried and tried and tried to want something else, or even just not want babies. But I can't.
I will be happy whatever - I've decided that now, and I can achieve that myself. But yeah. Pah.
I should stop writing exactly what I think. Soon it will scare people.
Whatever.
*No, this is not a time of the month post!
**I've now got "Truly Scruptious, you're truly truly scrumptious!" stuck in my head...
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can we have babies together?????
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I want a baby too! They're so cute.
Not told Andrew as think he'd be rather scared.
Why is there a baby at work? Is it any good at typing?
Babies are fantastic. Apart from all the semi-liquid stuff that comes out of them, of course.
Nothing wrong with wanting kids.
Rosy - You mean blood?
Who wrote that?!? That's mean. But I laughed a lot.
Liz - he couldn't type very well. Hands too small.
Emma - you can help me raise the babies me and Helmers are going to make if I'm still single at 30. He can fly over, do the deed, and leave the rest to us. With me?
It wasn't me, it was the postman!
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