NRE :(

[greenstorm]

I hate NRE. I can't eat. There are steel-edged butterflies in my stomach. My ears are ringing. I can't breathe.

And he was born on my birthday. Bah.

Off to move + do NRE stuff + do ORE stuff. Bahah.

*cries*

Jeeze, can you tell I'm not thinking straight?

Comments

[echo2oak.livejournal.com]

Nope, darlin, you're thinking poly. *hug* Being in the throes of NRE is a wonderful, incredible thing. Try to enjoy it!