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• 43 days till the Kid’s due. Recent weirdo pregnancy development: my jaw randomly locks and I can’t open my mouth. It’s like a leg cramp… but in my jaw. I get leg cramps too; but those are more painful and less entertaining. (Got one last night. It got me out of bed and brought tears to my eyes.) …Hurry up, kid.

• Casanova is back! Issue 8 hit the stands yesterday. Dr. Klock digs it. The Bendis Board review group is covering it here.
• Fraction is interviewed by Gerry Duggan for Suicide Girls here. (He’s very sweetly feigning disinterest in the free membership he got for the interview. Mm-hm.) What’s curious about this particular interview is that it reads as though it were transcribed from a phone call, rather than carried out in e-mail. It’s looser; not as careful as usual. I have no opinion about that one way or the other, it’s just something to note.
• These e-cards are hilarious.
• Oh my god, I want to go to this estate sale! Treasures abound! Sigh. If we had ANY extra money right now, I’d get this table for my office. I love the design. (My office desk was poorly chosen — I need something with a pedestal base so that I quit banging my leg on the posts. Also, those chairs look comfy.) Alas. The timing is poooooor.
• Adrian made the Kid some booties to go with the rest of the outfit. There may be a hormonal component, but I seriously got weepy at her generosity and, well, skill. You know how there are some people you just wish you could spend more time with? Adrian’s one of those people. I instantly relax in her company. (Alas, I don’t get to share her company too often as she lives in BOSTON.)
• Look at these cute giraffe toys that Lauren found!
• If our nursery took steroids, it would look like this.
• Nikol is doing something new — Felt School! I’m bummed I won’t make it to Yarn School this year — last year was great fun — but it’s too close to Baby Time. Happily, she and a couple of the girls (including Adrian!) are coming to KC to visit. I’m clinging to that as my consolation.
• If I wait much longer to do my Nerd Prom Report I’m going to forget everything. Don’t have the time right now, though. If it doesn’t happen, it doesn’t happen I guess. Can’t really make it a priority when my to do list is as long as I am tall and there are 127 unanswered e-mails in my inbox, you know?