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After watching another ep of dr who (we're on the 3rd dr now) and making significant progress on billy's very belated christmas gift, ben and I went to bed. My eyes were so tired they hurt. But once I was in the dark room, I felt fine. And couldn't stop talking! I just couldn't shut up!

I was talking with ben about everything in the world, including pugs that can lick their eyes. Ben thinks that makes them officially tentacle monsters. No matter how much I argued, he would not drop that belief.

In order to make me shut up, ben had to leave the room. Once I was alone, I tried talking to my dog for a tiny bit. Then got bored of that and fell asleep. I dreamed that all my friends were back together again in new orleans and we went out to eat.

This morning I almost drove to ben's work, instead of mine. Thankfully I caught myself before I was too far out of my way.

Also, thank you to everyone who sent me pugs on my birthday. I've been looking at them all week whenever I need to be cheered up.

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Ben forgot his wallet this morning, so I took my lunch break to bring it to him. I think I broke my dog's heart by spontaneously arriving and then leaving just as suddenly.

Ben treated me to lunch after that. It took a very long time to get all the food, but that was ok because I was with ben. Being with him always makes me happy.

I ended up being an hour late for work, but I was forgiven. That's good because I was feeling bad about it.

Right now I don't have much to do. And I'm feeling a little sick and dizzy. Maybe it's from the soda I drank. I rarely if ever drink soda anymore.

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After work ben and I went to trader joes. At the checkout line, the guy ringing up our food told us we were a cute couple. I had been holding ben's hand. Ben explained that my hands were cold, which made me think he was a little bit embarrassed by the whole situation. Then the guy asked us a billion questions.So nosy. I was relieved when we could leave.

I finally ironed my darwin shirt. The white got sorta...gray. It's ok, I guess. If anything, it makes it look like it was from newsprint or something.

I just read an awful story about a woman who miscarried really late in the pregnancy and her doctor refused to perform surgery to remove the body because he thought that was an abortion or something. Even though the baby was dead. Her body wasn't able to flush the thing out, so she needed help. All the doctor was willing to do was lecture her on how she needs to get married. Since her doctor wouldn't do it, and it was potentially fatal to do nothing, she went to an abortion clinic. There, she was forced to go through a waiting period and sit through lectures on alternatives to abortion. Even though it wasn't a real abortion. I bet that was awful to sit through, considering she wanted the baby in the first place. And then, she had to fight with her insurance company because they considered the whole thing elective surgery.

And now I'll go try to forget about this awful thing by knitting. According to a different article I read recently, knitting represents my desire to return to a time before feminism when women were more carefree and could just have babies and knit all day.

I need to stop reading non-mainstream news. It has the most terrible stuff.