01.28.04 :: 10:45 am
There. Said. "We'll find it," New Boyfriend said this morning, but I'm worried. And I know that worrying makes it worse and more elusive. I'm remembering the episode of Sex and the City where Samantha loses her O and it's giving me visions of resorting to crazy methods like industrial paint mixers to find it again. What a kick in the pants this is.
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