3 things:
My wife is still sick so we're going to the doctor's. I'm going to have myself euthanized.
My daughter is filled with rage.
When you are 36 and fat and have just eaten, chasing your daughter around the house for a half hour stopping only to do multiple turn sock-enabled pirouettes (no spell check) on the kitchen floor can really knock a person out.
First there was a Man. Then a Woman. Then in quick succession, two cats, a confused dog beast, and two kids. I stay at home with them. I'm the Man
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Monday, November 30, 2009
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