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Stressed

Hello all

Just a note to let you know I was still alive

I meant to have a real entry

I spent the better part of the last hour writing it

It turned into an ungrammatical incomprehensible wastebin of words

I ranted about my Dad being difficult about me moving out

One hour and one wastebin of words later

I think I might know why besides the obvious

Obvious: I'm the older scatter-brained closest-to child

Or

The Unobvious: He wants me to earn that ticket out the front door

God only knows anymore

Comments

Deb said…
Maybe he doesn't want you to leave? (just asking)
23/1/06 2:56 PM
Anonymous said…
your dad has what's best in mind...listen to him
25/1/06 4:44 PM
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