so general pinochet pretty much sucks and i'm home alone for the night for the first time ever if you can believe it. but i'm not scared or anything... i too much to do to be spooked. but i feel too silly to write serious dance break.
Its a boy! his name is Owen. he's fricken adorable. The parade was one disaster after another, i felt so terrible for everything, and so angry at mr.bryan. don't really feel like writing, but wanted to update about my nephew.