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I've always been a self-conscious person; a trait I don't particularly celebrate about myself. But I've realized lately that there is an upside to being overly fixated with the impression we make on others. Beyond worrying unnecessarily that people are scrutinizing my hair or my nails or my shoes, it is my self-consciousness I think that makes me aware of the less-tangible impressions I leave on people.

This may count as cheating in my #30for30 challenge (but I don't think so) but since this blog was playing baldheaded games for the last day and a half (until I snatched its wig and forced it to do right. Yes, I'm channeling my inner Luvvie today), I'm not putting up anything new today.

I've made no secret of the fact that I consider pregnancy to be one of the greatest #swindles of all time. There is just so much bullshit involved that I cannot believe people willingly do this to themselves. The one shining light of this experience is the fact that I was an early shower. At 16 weeks I was measuring 20 and now at 18 weeks I am what can best be described as huge. And I fucking love it.

When your boyfriend does you wrong, what's the right way to confront him about it? Do you yell? Do you throw things? Do you wait til you calm down and then discuss it rationally? Did Lorena Bobitt have the right idea?

If there was ever such a thing as first world problems, it's the so-called "complexity" of navigating one's social media profiles. Connect to whom you want to on LinkedIn, befriend your friends on Facebook, follow me whomever sparks your interest on twitter. Subscribe to the YouTube channels that post the shit you want to see and for the sweet love of christ get off MySpace.

Here's a fundamental truth about me: I believe in signs from the universe. And here's another: I have a slight competitive streak. Especially when it comes to this blog. And while I've been trying my hardest to ignore the #30for30 trend that has been sweeping the blogosphere, I think I must finally succumb.

This week my homegirl @JustLissen graces with a Nasty Friday guest post. Let's all thank the non-pregnant folks out there who are still fucking and want to write about for me. I salute you!

Anyway, so I'm back with some more random ramblings. This is mainly a stall tactic because I need to get dressed and get to work and I can't think of anything else that I'd rather do less than go to work. This is the problem with taking vacations - whatever enjoyment you got from being away is promptly and thoroughly squashed by the pain of having to return to work.

The homie @_chunk_ is blessing us today with a Nasty Friday guest post because my pregnant ass is too tired to even think about fucking. Enjoy!

I think the key to getting posts in these days is to write less more often. I used to have a good meaty topic that I wanted to dig deeply into, now I just have a bunch of disparate thoughts that I'd like to write about but I don't think I can turn into an actual post. So today I'm just going to share those with them and maybe they'll inspire some awesome discussion in the comments.