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I pretty much have everything I ever wanted. But don't worry, I still find things to complain about. My personality often resembles that of a cantankerous old man. It's part of my charm. You'll learn to love it, I promise. Brian and I got married on June 28, 2003, and live in a tiny house where we are significantly outnumbered by our technological devices. We have zero problem with this, unless, of course, they become sentient. Then we're screwed. We have a daughter, Eliza, born October 29, 2009, after four years of infertility treatments, and finally a round of IVF. She's perfect and beautiful and was totally worth the wait. Those four years still sucked the big one, though. I know far more about the female reproductive system, and all the things that can go wrong with it, than anyone without a medical degree has any right to. I'm also proficient at jabbing needles full of hormones into myself. I still have a few numb spots. Our families are crazy. 'Nuff said. Other than that, I'm pretty boring, kind of antisocial, really sarcastic, and, and pretty tired most of the time.
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