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pat came home from camp today, and he's been away for 3 weeks, so i figured i'd take him to get the new harry potter book at midnight tonight. so we went to beverly farms, and we came in from the highway, so i'm driving down the street and i'm like, "jeez, there's like no one here. why is the store so dark....shit..." so we go up to the door, AND IT DOESN'T FUCKING COME OUT UNTIL TOMORROW.
fucking bullshit. i have to wake up at 730 tomorrow and deal with little kids (hopefully not) peeing their pants (ie - phoebe peed on the asphalt yesterday THROUGH HER UNDERWEAR).
someone remind me to write down all the weird things kids have said/done in the past few days. i need to make an entry out of that.
fucking bullshit. i have to wake up at 730 tomorrow and deal with little kids (hopefully not) peeing their pants (ie - phoebe peed on the asphalt yesterday THROUGH HER UNDERWEAR).
someone remind me to write down all the weird things kids have said/done in the past few days. i need to make an entry out of that.