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I wish I had more time to update this. It would be good for me to get on here every night and just pour out my feelings. But I feel like I shield things from here that I shouldn't. I'm thinking about just starting all over and letting this journal die. No one really comments but Libby and a few random passer-by's ( Read more... )

Neeeeed sleeeeep.....I can't seem to get myself to bed initially until about 1 am every night because I'm too busy doing homework, laundry, dishes, cleaning, feeding, diapers...and then I'm up periodically until I wake up 2 1/2 hours in advance before I have to leave in the morning. I'm not bitching, I knew it would be hard. But here's something ( Read more... )

Aidan Jacob Welcher
born January 4, 2004
7 lbs. 6 oz.
20 3/4 in. long

He's absolutely adorable.

Hanging in there...

Being alone, sad, and scared are three very heart wrenching emotions to be experiencing at the same time ( Read more... )

Sundays are my least favorite day. They're always boring and all you get to look forward to is Monday ( Read more... )

My head hurts horribly. I laid down in my bed last night at about 7:30 and drifted off until about 9:30. Woke up. Still no one home. I got up and ate some potato chips and cookies because that is all we have here. I wanted fruit so badly, too. Watched that old bitch on the Oxygen channel talk about premature ejaculation and masturbation and ( Read more... )

I'm so fucking pissed right now that I don't give a shit how any of this sounds. Pissed isn't exactly all, either. Pissed off is mixed with hurt, alone, fed up, and yes, feeling damn sorry for myself. I don't care. I'll admit it because anyone who says they never feel sorry for themselves is a lying piece of shit ( Read more... )

I'm sitting here and I should be in the shower getting ready to go to my mom's house for dinner and presents. I just spent nearly 3 hours gift wrapping ( Read more... )