Kovixen

I'm starting to get my appetite back a bit. I really want to eat. I just don't know what to eat. I had to talk to my mom about it, she knows me better than anyone, and she suggested just the things I need, like fluff and bagels with cream cheese. I can't wait for Peter to go shopping again. Or maybe I could go shopping myself. That is sort of a scary thought, maybe I shouldn't have written that.

I'm going to get Welch Rarebit too.

So I can't write details because Peter hasn't seen it yet, but damn wasn't Lost awesome! Like the best show ever. This show is what will keep me going for the next two years that I wait for Harry Potter. I was very surprised over what was in the hatch, that never occurred to me in a thousand years. I am not very good at putting things together. I should have figured it out at the obvious point in the show, but I didn't. I also didn't get The Sixth Sense until the ring fell on the ground. I'm just very gullible.

You know what would be awesome? If they added Alan Rickman to the cast, and put him on the other side of the island with the back of the plane. Then it'd be Alan vs. Naveen, and I would never be bored again. Peter might get annoyed that all I do is watch Lost episodes over and over again, but that's ok. He'll live. I hope I have a tv in the hospital. I don't care if I'm in the middle of labor, I want to watch the show!

The worst part about being pregnant so far is that I hate spicy food now. I haven't used hot sauce in like 2 months. Who is this new person that's taken over my body? I used to live with hot sauce. We would run out all the time. Now, it's like what is that? What is mexican food, and indian food? All I want is pasta and potatoes. And welch rarebit.

Some people think I've become crazy. Is that a bad thing? I think I'm awesome. With huge boobs. What's better than that?