Oh God I have a killer migraine! The day has not gone the way it was planned. L.K. was supposed to go to his dads for the weekend. This morning we call over there to find out when they were picking him up, the phone was busy. We try for like an hour to get through, and finally an answer. They decided not to get him because they all have colds, ok fine. Their car also needs to be fixed, ok. Now it would have been nice if they had called me last night before I told L.K. he was going to daddy's house.
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all words � Jennifer L. Bey, 2003.
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