Friday, December 28, 2007
PS, Florida?
It was OK, as OK as spending every waking minutes for 5 days with my mother can be. It was when I got home that it got worse. More on that later if I feel like talking about it (and when there's not a huge delay when I'm typing on here -- am I the only one that happens to? Type for a few seconds them wait like 3x as long for the words to catch up?) Anyway, let's just say that the woman is crazy and I don't know if I can take it anymore.
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