I wonder why the bible can't be a delightful hilarious read

Oh, shaddup, you!

Hmmm, time? Yes, I've got it. And while sex certainly is possible at places like my midwifes house, the hair salon, trader joes, and target, having a two year old along makes it considerably more difficult. ;) Come to think of it, he makes it considerably more difficult at home. :p By the time we get home we'll probably be pretty pooped. And it hasn't been nearly long enough for your token, "I'm exhausted, but I pity you" sex. Heck, it would be "Sex!? I've magically learned to defeat diminished pregnancy sex drive! I'm the smartest man alive!" sex. At least I no longer need to wonder if I'm sharing too much information. :eek: :p

Now I'm wondering how Tref knows there are no phones in heaven.

I'm also wondering if it looks like I stole Tref's book of love thing, when in actuallity I'm just a slow typer.

I'm wondering why Tref and I can make a reference to the exact same thing, yet his turns out infinitely funnier than mine.

I'm wondering if I really am getting stupider with each passing moment or if it just feels that way.

I'm wondering if I should be ending these sentences with questions marks.

I'm wondering how many years it will take me to get to a thousand posts.

Now I'm wondering how a woman with so many can't-have-sex excuses managed to get herself knocked up. :p

I wonder where I'm going for lunch. It's on the department (I think we're treating a new hire to a welcome lunch or something).

I'm wondering if I'm going to have to brush off the VCR to make sure both Arrested Development and Desparate Housewives get recorded, 'cause they keep changing AD's time slot which screws with the DH recording on the Replay.

I'm beginning to wonder if this is going to be one of those days where nothing I try to get done at work actually works right.

I wonder if I'll be able to swing for this t-shirt after my next paycheck. I want it want it want it.

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I wonder how I can be so bored and it's not even 10:00 AM. I wonder if I can leave early today, I wonder how my presentation will go tomorrow, I wonder how much time I'll actually take to go over it. I wonder if I'll make it to the park tomorrow. I wonder if Steph will beat the snow storms. I wonder if Steph has a ride from the airport. I wonder if we're insured today.

Oooooooooh. ZING!

I'm wondering why some woman here are going out of their way to avoid having sex with their husbands.