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My poor baby’s dew claw got all fucked up somehow. We’re going to the vet to get her checked out, at the moment it’s all wrapped up.
On a more downside my dad’s plans are thwarted AGAIN. So he’s pissed. AGAIN.
On the brightish side, my tightest jeans are now very loose on me. Like, I can fit the length of a book in between me and how far they stretch out (like in those weight loss ads you got on TV when you were a kid) downside is I don’t know my size for pretty much ANYTHING anymore. Like my bra size. 38G is too small, but 40G is too big, and I used to be 48G. My pants size used to be 14, maybe 12 in some brands, but now wtf is it?!
Thanks, prayers for my dog would be appreciated