12:29 p.m.||||2001-10-07
| 18 to enter |
I have really uglified this, haven't I? Just think how much better things will be when I learn what I am doing.
Sunday. Eggs, potatoes and gravy. A long spot w/nuhtin' ta do. Lowkey weekend....got ready to go out on Fri, dropped baby off at grandmas, got drunk on three beers, ended up staying in and going to bed at 12:00. Second time we've done that. I am certainly becoming the light-weight. My Scotch-Irish heritage is beginning to fail me, I think...getting back some of the "sick" reflexes I haven't seen since I was a teenager.
Baby woke up from his nap in his swing and is doing that thing where he stares at me as if he can't believe the coincidence. So funny. He's a little ham, and has just discovered his ability to break glass with his shriek.
I probly have more to say but I'm gonna sign on over into my other site, where I can play w/graphics: Preeetttyyy.
That's what the "18 to enter" means...there I can curse and not feel guilty about my terrible potty mouth.