Friday, January 13, 2006

January 13th, 2006

Why do I keep on asking why?

So I why do I have such a hard time believing what they are saying to me? Maybe I see myself for what I really am, and the rest of the world is looking in on a veiled room. I'm a mom, my needs are second to the rest of the world, and I can't send the kid to bed hungry just because his father has the common sense of goose that just ate fermented feed. A trip around the mall, marvelling at all the new stores, and a lunch break at Wendy's before heading to South junior high for the second guard demonstration. The first time, I knew the answer to their little trivia question and called atleast 30 times.

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