I read this somewhere recently. It's very good advice.
Unless you see an actual baby emerging from between a woman's legs, try not to assume that she is pregnant, and if you do make that assumption, for God's sake do not mention your suspicion to her.
VigilanteGirl told a mutual friend that I'm a retard. I asked her about this and she said no, I'm a turd not a 'tard. I don't know which is better.
This (including tomorrow) will be the first full week of work I've put in since before Christmas. Between Holidays and sickness and vacation I've become quite spoiled recently.
Anyway, the other day I told myself what I needed to do. This weekend I'm going to check out a different path. Just a slight scenic detour. I have to work Sunday morning so I'll probably be back Saturday night. But Friday - Friday I'm going to tear across the desert and risk something, or break something, or fix something. Just do something about the ennui that's settled over me. I'm hopeful that whatever I find, good or bad, boring or exciting, will at least be enough to snap me of this little rut.
I need to do this. Wish me luck.