STYLE
Quiet
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Scream


RECENT ENTRIES
Can You Feel A Little Love?
Just Like Every Day
Holes In The Head
He Said She Said
Your My Best Friend


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OTHER VOICES


MISCELLANEOUS
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Multitasking Life

It has been one long week. Terry is gone to Orlando for conference until tomorrow night. Savannah has been spiking a fever of 103.2. I packed her in ice on day two, then took her to Urgent Care. Waited two hours to be seen only to be turned away with absolutely nothing to help her. Back hurts from carrying her around as she turns into a sack of potatoes when she is sick. She is a bit better today. I am going on three days of cleaning up puke and not a lot of sleep. Hope is still sniffling but thankfully no fever. Logan is a huge help but we are having a moment of chaos there too. We are thinking of the possibility of moving back to the Midwest. Being as angry at the human race as Henry is worries me. I call these my Trent Reznor moments. I am having a major one this week. Still, just considering the moving possibilities. I don't know how to make it all work. I just need to keep all my shit together at this point. It is all a lot on my brain right now.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 03, 2004 at 11:00 PM