tonight i watched leon.

cut the back of my hair short

and drank a big glass of milk.

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brent (ly) is in jamaica.

bill is at work, reading a narnia book.

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i'm cutting back on the devil pills. everything is more toned down. kind of like being sleepy in middle school.

sarah says they're an addiction.

they are.

i'm worried she (sarah -->) is becoming an alcoholic.

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milk makes me feel so clean. and this is by no means a reference to any movie. whatsoever.

honest.

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this loud obnoxious lady came in the store the other day with her screaming spoiled baby son, and by the time she was checking out, the kid was screaming bloody hell murder out of his mind, and she was screaming just as loudly back at him. i was with a customer on the other side of the store and the customer says, "that lady needs some counseling". ha!

lately i'm always looking closely at the baby fabrics , with the harlequins and elephants and violin playing monkeys, or watching the looks the moms give to their babies when they giggle, or how the new fathers tote around their drooling sons.,, .and i just want to cry and hold something close all at once.