Cramps kicked in (a whole friggin week early, thankyouverymuch) and I spent lunch curled up on the floor of the band hall. And since Michael is no longer Emily's personal doormat (yay), he no longer has a reason to come into the band hall during lunch, so I did not see him. Or maybe he did come in and I just didn't see him since I was asleep most of the time... e_O; either way, he escaped for a little while...
Damn, I want some advil. Or aleve. Or morphine. Or SOMETHING.
My uterus hurts. Damn, that sounds funny. Or it would if it didn't hurt quite so much. ow. Stupid cramps.