A nice day

[i_open_doors]

Today was, I think, one of the few emotionally lucid days I've had in the past month.  It was nice, but I think it was because I developed --what the fuck is up with this ad running in the corner of my screen while I type?  It's fucking DISTRACTING! -- a sort of narcolepsy throughout the day.  I'd be doing something and suddenly I'd wake up on the

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[e_mily]

*cracks up* I'll have to ask my mom if she ever got followed around and praised for going to the bathroom. I don't remember that ever happening with Steven.

Although for a while in Kindergarden/first grade, Stev-o was absolutely obsessed with going to the bathroom anytime there was even two drops in his bladder. He'd jump up, do the peepee dance, and dance all the way to the bathroom. And he'd always make you pause the movie, etc. It got to be a disruption at school so he had to learn to stop.