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July 07, 2005
Queen Amidala’s Diary, Part 5
Long Time Ago
Coruscant
Calories: 4427 (stress + pregnancy = bad), number glasses milk: 0, winning lotto numbers: 2 (closer!)
Oh. My. God. I thought Obi-Wan had a thing for me, but I had no idea. He just came to the apartment with some story about how Anakin’s been killing kids or something. As if I’m going to fall for that one. Exactly how desperate is he?
Come to think of it, I don’t really know why Anakin’s been gone so long on that special mission. How hard is to find Botox? Why did he leave the planet anyway? Can’t you get Botox here?
Maybe he’s mad at me. I did kind of lose it earlier when he dropped by without any Cherry Garcia or dark chocolate peanut M&M’s. But, you know, I’m gestating here. I have hormones. Give me a break.
I know. I’ll throw on that little skirt-with-leggings thing he likes so much and take the cruiser out to find him. I’ll just have to suck in the baby gut a little. It’s hard to be sexy when you’re pregnant.
Posted by adrienne at July 7, 2005 09:58 PM
Comments
The poor young fool. Who wants to be sexy at nine months pregnant? Shouldn't she be walking or jumping on the trampoline or something?
Posted by: tonderdo at July 10, 2005 07:12 PM