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[lolabobs]

I don't understand twitter. Why do people I have never met, or interacted with in any way, shape or form, start following me? I don't tweet anything witty or amusing? Where do they even find me?

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Am LOVING Marion's new piece of art work - I haven't been here to catch all the wip posts in progress, so have just had a concentrated burst - beautiful!

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Read the 'side effects' brochure of Teh Mirena last night - the one they give you post op, which starts with "make sure you read this thoroughly before having the Mirena fitted" (!) It has the usual host of common side effects listed including, and remember that this was prescribed to hopefully ease my painful periods, "painful periods". Have I missed something? Other common problems include weight gain (great), tender breasts, backpain, acne and mood swings. So - permanent PMT in other words? Fantastic.

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Icon has just reminded me - I dreamt about Derren Brown last night. Gazing into my eyes challenging me to look away. Part of a show, nothing personal. I don't remember anything else.

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[whatho.livejournal.com]

I don't get the random Twitter people at all. It'd make sense if I had some sort of a narrative purpose, but I don't. Oddness.

I think medications list every side effect anyone's ever suffered. I hope they all stay away from you. Far away like.

[lolabobs.livejournal.com]

Side effects leaflets are distressing - I happily ignored the ones about ruptured wombs and death, but I was looking to explain the constant low grade pain I've had since it was fitted and the accompanying mood swings. (though I've decided to blame he pain on teh fact they cut bits out of me, and I've decided anaesthetic must be a depressant.)

I don't know. It's all ait rub really.