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Weekend in review,
Where to start...ok, how about rain. As if fucking Hurricane Frances wasn't enough, I come back to Michigan and of course it's raining. Enough is enough already. I have seen enough rain, wind and flying debris to last me quite a while. Lots happened this weekend, some good, some bad. I found out my brother who I haven't spoken to or seen in about 5 years is having a baby. So apparently I'm going to be an uncle, but I'm not sure. Still undecided if thats a good or bad thing. I came out to my parents this weekend too in Florida, in a round about sort of way. They know now but we just don't talk about it cause thats how my family is. Oh yeah, and on the plane ride back to MI tonight, Dr. Phyllis (Dr. Phil's sister for all practical purposes) was sitting next to me and would NOT shut up. Then, she proceeded to go to the bathroom where she had to bend over and show her saggy, nasty, wrinkly tits to the entire plane. It was a horrid sight, I didn't want to look, yet strangely enough I was drawn to them...I wanted to look away, but I just couldn't. Boobs are just not my thing I guess.
On another note, I think I'm in a rut and I don't like it much. I need to change some things round here cause this certainly isn't going to work much longer. I could sure use you in my life right now BB...but everything happens for a reason. Off to bed I guess, alone, once again...
Where to start...ok, how about rain. As if fucking Hurricane Frances wasn't enough, I come back to Michigan and of course it's raining. Enough is enough already. I have seen enough rain, wind and flying debris to last me quite a while. Lots happened this weekend, some good, some bad. I found out my brother who I haven't spoken to or seen in about 5 years is having a baby. So apparently I'm going to be an uncle, but I'm not sure. Still undecided if thats a good or bad thing. I came out to my parents this weekend too in Florida, in a round about sort of way. They know now but we just don't talk about it cause thats how my family is. Oh yeah, and on the plane ride back to MI tonight, Dr. Phyllis (Dr. Phil's sister for all practical purposes) was sitting next to me and would NOT shut up. Then, she proceeded to go to the bathroom where she had to bend over and show her saggy, nasty, wrinkly tits to the entire plane. It was a horrid sight, I didn't want to look, yet strangely enough I was drawn to them...I wanted to look away, but I just couldn't. Boobs are just not my thing I guess.
On another note, I think I'm in a rut and I don't like it much. I need to change some things round here cause this certainly isn't going to work much longer. I could sure use you in my life right now BB...but everything happens for a reason. Off to bed I guess, alone, once again...