AUTHOR: Sara TITLE: Chips, anyone? DATE: 2/22/2005 01:50:00 PM ----- BODY:

Hope flew out the window this morning on her broom, cackling and doing spells on me as she departed. Yes, my oh-so-perfect chart took a nosedive, the sort of nosedive that flips off the coverline on the way down. And don't try to tell me the good stuff about this could be the starting of an implantation dip. It is just a freakin' dip and not the good kind that has five layers with avocado, beans, salsa, sour cream, and plenty of cheese. You really know that the crimson tide is getting ready to grace me with her presence when I can compare my basal temperatures to food.

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