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Good morning everybody. This is take two of the Vitch Rival Podcasts, June 14.

Okay. So I recorded an episode a couple days ago and mind you, I have very minimal recording

hours because I have people at my house from 7 a.m. to about 9 p.m., 7 days a week.

So I have to just kind of, you know, get it in when I can get it in. And I recorded an episode that was,

I mean, for lack of better words, complete fucking garbage, not in the sense that it was like

two unhinged, I wish. It was like the saddest display of phoning it in. And I felt it as I was

recording it. I felt like I was dying inside. And then I listened back and I was so upset with

myself and disappointed in myself that I had a good cry. And then I scrapped the thing. And now

she's back in the saddle at it again. Take two. Let's go girls. Let's go girls. I want to kill

someone. Anyone. I am tired. I am irrational. I am irritated. I am.

I'm just, and also it's the weirdest thing because I'm so ragy, but I'm so fucking depleted as a

human that I can't properly channel my inner turmoil, which is a very odd feeling. It's one

that I've never had before, but I'm going to try. I'm going to, I'm going to get all jazzed up and

just lighter rip. So I had my baby shower this weekend. I was someone that did not really want

a baby shower. I, I, I didn't, I don't know. Baby showers are weird. I felt weird registering for

shit, being like, can you buy me a $700 like car seat base? Then I need like four of them.

Um, the whole thing is so awkward. I feel like I'm having a bit of a out of body pregnancy

cosplay experience. And I've got like three and a half weeks on the clock. And it's, I just

am going through the motions at this point. I'm not like in a long, like cap sleeve prairie dress,

like, you know, washing bottles, like looking at the window, listening to Colby Calle. I'm like,

are we sure? I had requested for said baby shower in abortion themed sore, if you will,

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