when you're happy, you don't need to write very much.
new things:
Russell and Eli moved out, Claire and Shay moved in.
The perfect girl wandered into my life and is moving in too. Even my Nana adores her.
I'm working in research again, on my own terms this time.
I'm being paid to learn how to stab people with needles, and I'm pretty good at it.
Connor's going blind, but he doesn't mind.
The bike went back to her previous daddy. Soon there will be midget motorcycles to take her place.
Q is enjoying a well-deserved retirement, and may be in the market for a new home.
Mrs. Pigglewiggle is undergoing resurrection.
I've developed a 5 page questionnaire for the potential baby-daddy...
Welding -- not so much.
The anniversary of Chris' encounter with gravity passed uneventfully, though I still haven't been to Provo Canyon.
It's raining.
I'm planting a vegetable garden and installing a white picket fence.
what you see
is sleepy cuteness
smooches
About Me
so sleepy
Q
the new baby (well, his long lost quebecois cousin)
is covetousness a sin?
1 comment:
Hey I miss the hell outta you, while srfing yesterday on a longboard in Pacifica outside of SanFra(yeah I made here) I looked over and there were like 6 great whites it was really weird the first thing that popped into my head was stripe out of the damn wet suit so I dont look like a seal then how funny you would find it if you were on the beach watching this tboi rip off his wet suit to hopefully not die and then catch the next wave in almost nothing holding his suit to safety, so least to say hi and I do think of you at the strangest moments, the ocean ate my phone so please text me with your num and name so I know when your calling with an animal emerg. I lub you and I need to chat with you for a second or two please
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