I have two minutes until I take the boy to daycare. A software installer is in town from Boston. My wife is freaking out because of her job situation and requires constant emotional care. I keep telling myself that she'll settle down and become reasonable again soon. I just grabbed a camera away from my young son.
I have no time to write. This is it, right now. And I'm getting this time because I'm letting my son play with USB cord.
3rd step. 3rd step. Right?
I'm closing this account!
13 years ago
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