damn
life without the internet sucks. how did we live without it all this time? :)
anywho... i am back. we're still broke. willie's still working at the game store. miles is friggin huge (according to the doctor) and horribly addicted to winnie the pooh. i'm huge and uncomfortable... AND I WANT A FUCKING CIGARETTE. but i'm being a good girl, really... :)
willie's grandma's not doing so great... i hate waiting for a 'somebody's died' phone call. it just plain old sucks.
i wrote john and allison a letter the other day... i wonder if they'll write me back... wishful thinking probably. willie asks me why i torture myself. i don't really have an answer to that question anymore... some people can't let go of people that've died. for me, its people that i've loved. just one of those things.
CHRIS, SLOANE, CASEY... somebody call me and tell me how AWA went! :)
more soon... later! :)
anywho... i am back. we're still broke. willie's still working at the game store. miles is friggin huge (according to the doctor) and horribly addicted to winnie the pooh. i'm huge and uncomfortable... AND I WANT A FUCKING CIGARETTE. but i'm being a good girl, really... :)
willie's grandma's not doing so great... i hate waiting for a 'somebody's died' phone call. it just plain old sucks.
i wrote john and allison a letter the other day... i wonder if they'll write me back... wishful thinking probably. willie asks me why i torture myself. i don't really have an answer to that question anymore... some people can't let go of people that've died. for me, its people that i've loved. just one of those things.
CHRIS, SLOANE, CASEY... somebody call me and tell me how AWA went! :)
more soon... later! :)