alone, staring over the ledge, trying my best not to forget

[tout_que_jaime]

Comments

[juste_skeeter]

Oh, Abime. I'm sorry. she's a crazy mean lady.

[tout_que_jaime]

Thank you. It's alright, though, really, but thank you.

[juste_skeeter]

You can come over for dinner, if you'd like someone to cook for you. And breakfast, and lunch.

[tout_que_jaime]

It's alright, Rita. Thank you, but I did all the cooking anyway. It's not a huge difference. Sort of.

[juste_skeeter]

Oh, then I suppose it's alright. How's Mathieu?

[tout_que_jaime]

Teething. Which means he must be in some nasty pain, as he won't stop crying. I'm working on that one, thanks to some advice from Nick.

[juste_skeeter]

Oh, that poor baby. Is he getting enough sleep?

[tout_que_jaime]

I think so. Well, he's getting as much as he can. unlike me.

[juste_skeeter]

Oh. Do you want a break so you can sleep?

[tout_que_jaime]

Nah, I'm alright. I'm getting used to it. Or something.