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Irritable
Maybe it's because Sebastian woke up feverish and vomiting two night ago.
Maybe it's because life has been particularly stressful lately, and it just doesn't seem to let up.
Maybe it's because I'm tired of making comments on people's journals and rarely getting a response.
Maybe it's because I'm tired of wondering if that lack of response is my fault somehow.
Who the fuck cares? I'm just sick of everything today.
For two cents I'd say "fuck it" and pull the plug on this stupid goddamned journal.
I don't need this bullshit.
...
It looks like I may have to spend the night in Boston...my baby boy cried for fifteen minutes when Teri told him that.
Maybe it's because life has been particularly stressful lately, and it just doesn't seem to let up.
Maybe it's because I'm tired of making comments on people's journals and rarely getting a response.
Maybe it's because I'm tired of wondering if that lack of response is my fault somehow.
Who the fuck cares? I'm just sick of everything today.
For two cents I'd say "fuck it" and pull the plug on this stupid goddamned journal.
I don't need this bullshit.
...
It looks like I may have to spend the night in Boston...my baby boy cried for fifteen minutes when Teri told him that.