10.21.04 :: 1:29 pm

I can't wait for the pregnant woman in my office to take her maternity leave.

Dear Baby Jesus, if you ever decide to smite me with a fetus latching onto my womb, please have the decency to at least keep me from TALKING ABOUT IT ALL THE DAMNED TIME.
Love, Sunday

She's like a Stepford Wife except jacked up to eleventy. I know so much about her pregnancy and her equally abysmally boring husband, that I can write a thesis and do a dissertation.

The only consolation is that she hasn't magically transformed into one of those pretty, "glowy" pregnant ladies.
She just looks puffy. And hideous.

I hope they give me her office when she leaves.

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