i want jim jam's because i choose to be too busy for foolish things such as cold lunch. this needs to change. in other news i had a pretty rad little weekend- keepin' the party movin' for most of it. felt like a turd sammich for not making the fashion show a priority- and it would have been nice to see my pops a little more on daddy day, but i know he received plenty of youth from my nephews. a sister with both a 1 and 3 year old is my own personal birth control. my spermatids know to deactivate after spending a day as my alias, "mystery man", around brayden and bennet. love 'em, they blow my mind with their observations and clumsy tumbles, but shit- they are nothing but mood and that frightens me. i feel like a butthole for saying that, i should appreciate their unfiltered expression. blargh! blog, bog. punkyard bog, hahaha- good one, perry.
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haha. the anti child, children.
yeah, i figure i'll just keep babysitting every now and then my whole life and call it square.
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