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Sorry I haven't been around since Friday. I'm up in North Dakota and my internet access is very spotty. I get to check my email every couple of days and that's it. Ray Meister is telling Peanut stories so I get a couple minutes. Not enough time to catch up with all my friends, so if you have anything exciting going on, please reply and let me know, cause I'm sure I won't be able to go back and read everything!
It smells like patchouli in Ray's room. ?
The funeral was yesterday, and I had a huuuge bag of things for Peanut to munch on to keep him busy in there, but then the microphone, or something hurt his ears (it WAS very loud, and not only loud, but the reverberations were annoying and I can totally see why he'd be screaming and crying and holding his ears) so I had to bring him outside. He was ok out there, and I could kind of hear the service. Has Peanut ever sat through a funeral? ... the three that come to mind that he's been to, all involved him sitting for a few minutes and then being dragged out. I guess its a lot to expect a 3-year-old to sit still during a whole funeral, especially one so heathen as he who has never been to church!
Nothing else going on. I keep eating too much. Blah.
Its fuckin' cold here and Greg keeps calling me to tell me things like "I'm on the beach getting a tan and reading my book." Yeah. Just like that.
Gah! I think its his laptop that smells like patchouli! Its wafting up at me! I can practically see it, like a cartoon odor, curling around my nose and then flying up it!
It smells like patchouli in Ray's room. ?
The funeral was yesterday, and I had a huuuge bag of things for Peanut to munch on to keep him busy in there, but then the microphone, or something hurt his ears (it WAS very loud, and not only loud, but the reverberations were annoying and I can totally see why he'd be screaming and crying and holding his ears) so I had to bring him outside. He was ok out there, and I could kind of hear the service. Has Peanut ever sat through a funeral? ... the three that come to mind that he's been to, all involved him sitting for a few minutes and then being dragged out. I guess its a lot to expect a 3-year-old to sit still during a whole funeral, especially one so heathen as he who has never been to church!
Nothing else going on. I keep eating too much. Blah.
Its fuckin' cold here and Greg keeps calling me to tell me things like "I'm on the beach getting a tan and reading my book." Yeah. Just like that.
Gah! I think its his laptop that smells like patchouli! Its wafting up at me! I can practically see it, like a cartoon odor, curling around my nose and then flying up it!