Beau's here. He's sleeping. Ethan got up at an ungodly hour this morning :/ Blah. I want to be in bed. If he takes a nap soon, I am definitely going to ( Read more... )

I stole this from Jordan.

1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
"The lobby was empty except for a night clerk dozing in his lit booth among the key rings and the silent telephones." (Sylvia Plath's The Bell Jar) I stole it from my 12th grade AP English teacher ( Read more... )

What my birth month says about me ( Read more... )

I don't know what to do.

I guess I believe Beau. I am having a hard time. I can't let my Mike shit affect my Beau shit... unless it's the same shit.

I went to Dexter to talk to Beau last night once I got ahold of him. He got into my car and leaned over to hug me and said, "What's the matter, Baby?" (his nickname for me) and I started crying again and said, "You can't hurt me... I can't get hurt any more, I have done it too much." He said, "I know, I promised I wouldn't hurt you again after I ( Read more... )

SAY YOU WILL ( Read more... )

My dad is being queer.

My hair is black.

It was supposed to be brown.

I didn't accomplish any of my daily goals.

I guess that's what tomorrow is for.

Tomorrow Cory is taking Ethan.

I have an appointment at 3 at the psychologist's office.

I have to drop off my money to the college.

I have to pay rent.

I love and miss Beau.

My little boy has a cold :( It makes me sad. I can't make him better. It makes me feel so useless ( Read more... )

Tomorrow I must: pay rent, do dishes, do laundry ( Read more... )

I called all the places on the Penquis CAP voucher day care list and they all don't have openings for an 8 month old ( Read more... )