Elle and our blogs
What is it going to be like when Elle reads my blog? I have some pretty
interesting stuff in here. I've been at it since about the time she was
born. If she reads it, she will know more about me than most people
know abut their best friends. That thought is kind of creepy. I wonder
if there is a convention on letting your children read your blog.
Text Message
I sent out a text message to some friends today that just said "nice
day, what's up?' I got a tone of responses. I just got another while
typing this.
Day
God, I'm tired. I've been doing cool stuff at work. It takes thought
and effort. It is wonderful. I'm tired when I get home. It is kind of a
good tired. Today I left the office at six. I had to stop and pick up
diapers. I caught the last bus at seven over by the new CVS. I'm so
domestic these days. No one has had any dinner. I'm too fucking tired
to do anything about it.
I want to be creative. I would love to have some new pictures for you
guys. It would be great if I could write some creative story or a poem
or something. But, it just isn't going to happen tonight. Will some one
please leave something creative in the comments.
Thanks.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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1 comment:
YOU're the one that text messaged me!! You owe me a quarter in phone fees!
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