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Well. It's seven o'clock. In the morning. And I'm up.
hoorah..
Moma's sick. Got another virus or something. Too dizzy to drive. Was going to let little demon stay home..little demon cried. Had to get up and get little demon dressed and ready to go. Now she and Deddy are gone. Can't go back to sleep.
And as for myself. I'm not sure if I'm going to get it...my tummy is feeling kinda funky this morning. And apparently there's a tiny rash (or so it appears) on my right arm that's itching like a bitch.
Off to take a shower and see if that remedies any of this.
Ah..such a beautiful morning.
hoorah..
Moma's sick. Got another virus or something. Too dizzy to drive. Was going to let little demon stay home..little demon cried. Had to get up and get little demon dressed and ready to go. Now she and Deddy are gone. Can't go back to sleep.
And as for myself. I'm not sure if I'm going to get it...my tummy is feeling kinda funky this morning. And apparently there's a tiny rash (or so it appears) on my right arm that's itching like a bitch.
Off to take a shower and see if that remedies any of this.
Ah..such a beautiful morning.