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Monday, May 12, 2008


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hey, I read your poems, you were pretty harsh on your doctor back then.


Ungrateful wretches, all of them! Except Jessica. Until and if he has children of his own, he will then realize we parents just do the best we can and there are no "How-to" books that instruction manuals as to how to be a parent. Only experience and time and then, it is too late to go back and change anything. If I had it all to do over again, would I? No way in hell. I still would make more mistakes than successes. So. Kids can be brats.

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Baby Jacob

That I Take

  • ThursdayLove
    Once I loved someone, so I made home-made hearts to send him via email each day. He secretly liked them, while pretending not to realize that it meant I loved him. Then I quit being "in love", and quit sending the hearts, altho I kept taking pictures - now in memory of Jacob.

Reasons to Move
to San Francisco

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Secret Lover

  • Pocono
    Eleven months out of the year, I spend Sundays watching NASCAR. I like Dale Jr., and Jimmie Johnson. It's not a well-known secret, but I love Jeff Gordon.


  • 4thofjuly
    I LOVE the Volkswagon Bug. Someday I WILL own one.

San Francisco Hearts

  • Ph403518322
    I collect hearts. What can I say? Just a silly hobby. They tell me it's important to have a hobby.

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