Yeah, phantom pains. I'll like, think about this one scene Stephanie did, even three weeks later, and I'll get a little twinge in my lower abdomen. Yup.
Ugh, this is going to sound SO loser-ish, but after seeing Wicked for the first time, I got back to our apartment and spend the rest of the day alternating between laughing hysterically and bursting into tears. Not quite the same as your tears, I don't think, but still.
I sound SO dumb in my old posts, but I like reading them. This thread was seriously my home. And we got so incredibly dirty. Well, YOU guys did.

Ahem.
"Blow out the candles, Robert, and make a wish. Want something. Want something."
Wishes come true, not free.