I Can Has Cheezburger?

Okay, so if you haven’t been to I Can Has Cheezburger?, you should go NOW.  Do not pass go and do not collect $200.00!!  It is freakin’ hilarious.  I mean, I’m not even that big of a fan of cats, but these cats crack me up!!  Be careful, though.  Once you start saying the captions out loud, you begin to talk like the captions…which isn’t so attractive. They seem to be having some technical difficulties, but you can still view the site.  You just have to keep scrolling down to the bottom of the page.  Here’s a sample or two…

I am now officially and sufficiently…

…knocked up.  It’s just crazy.  I should be ECSTATIC!  I am happy.  I just don’t feel like everyone tells me I should feel.  I’m actually quite uncomfortable with the WHOLE THING up to this point (you know, a whole 6 days).  It’s weird.  I’ve been nothing but uncomfortable, tired and anxious.  Not good anxious, raging lunatic anxious.  I am screaming, to the point that my voice begins to go, at drivers who take too long to go through the turn light.  I’m yelling at my dogs for following me around.  I’m falling asleep at 8 pm every night.  And I feel like the whole calling everyone and telling them, except my close family and friends, is just a freakin’ hassle.  I think something is wrong with me…my brain, I mean.  Who devises a 2-year-long plan to have a baby and then becomes apathetic about the entire world?  I just don’t get it.  Let’s call it hormones for now.  I guess I’ll look deeper into this a little later…