Prom was fun. It was Saturday night. I had to work on Sunday. Embree didn't sleep much last night (therefore, I didn't either). Today I feel like I got run over by a truck. I didn't get run over by anything, unless it was insomnia. Insomnia is not a truck, but it squishes my brain capacity like it has eighteen wheels. The title of this blog has absolutely nothing to do with the subject matter of this post. Yawn. That is all I've got though. So, it'll have to do. Peace.
Monday, May 17, 2010
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