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This year is almost over--I can't believe it. So much has happened this year-- some of it pleasant, some of it horrible, pretty much like any year, I suppose.
My little infants have flown the nest, and are doing very well in school, so that's good. My Beloved Niece is leaving for Ireland tomorrow, and that's good and very bad--she's like my own clone, my mini-me. I'm going to miss her like anything--shit shit shit. but I'm really happy that she gets a chance for a unique experience-- everyone should travel, it's so good for you. Plus, hey! Irish guys!
My child, the fruit loops of our loins, is doing very very well in art school and enjoying it and that's a plus. It's hard to separate yourself from your child-- I look up into her little face and remember looking down, I remember picking her up and snuggling her little baby scented self. Time marches on, my beloveds, time marches on.
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My little infants have flown the nest, and are doing very well in school, so that's good. My Beloved Niece is leaving for Ireland tomorrow, and that's good and very bad--she's like my own clone, my mini-me. I'm going to miss her like anything--shit shit shit. but I'm really happy that she gets a chance for a unique experience-- everyone should travel, it's so good for you. Plus, hey! Irish guys!
My child, the fruit loops of our loins, is doing very very well in art school and enjoying it and that's a plus. It's hard to separate yourself from your child-- I look up into her little face and remember looking down, I remember picking her up and snuggling her little baby scented self. Time marches on, my beloveds, time marches on.
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