I compulsively vomit out random thoughts here. I have to. If I don't, I talk to my husband too much, and he hears enough as is. Plus I'm surrounded by kids all day and all night and sometimes I need to hear an adult voice even if it's my very own. Having a big audience isn't important to me, but if you read this, you actually really and truly know me inside and out. I'm actually this irritating and crazy.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Now it's almost funny.
It's funny/sad. He's totally avoiding a 5 minute conversation. Like literally. Not that what he's doing is unimportant, I'm sure he's doing vice president things, but he's avoiding it. It's pretty funny, and sad. But I'm not scared anymore. Now I just feel sad. And a little like giggling. He's going to make me go in there and interrupt him and do it because I need to leave here at some point!
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