I had my entry for today all planned out, written in my head and it was gonna elicit tears and good feelings. Now I feel like eliciting dragons and hellfire. Fuck it. I'm not gonna get myself in trouble.

Someday, I will break my back for... nope. I didn't even mean to type that.

Half a year later, me and Stephanie are still very happy together. Didn't really doubt that we would be. I love my baby so much. In a world that is awash with grief and sorrow, she stands sentry to my happiest dreams. I love you Stef. Now let's do this like 200 more times.

So Stephanie wakes up, rolls over, finds a quarter, and says:

"Ooh! A quarter! ...Did I lose a tooth?" *looks concerned*

She's spent this weekend caring for my sick ass. She's a soldier.

I forgot how to play poker. That is an expensive thing to forget. But I don't care. And you wanna know why?

Because my girlfriend spent Wednesday through Saturday rocking my socks. Wonderful time.

You know the girlfriend. The one who hasn't put up a LJ in forever. What's that about?

Oh well. She's pretty, you're less pretty, the end. hoo-ah!

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