Tuesday, March 13, 2007

A family that I babysit for gave me a tv today. My life is over.
They also gave me the tastiest sandwich I may have ever eaten.

On Sunday my friend's 4 year old son asked me how the baby in my stomach is doing. I'm... uh... getting fat again. Sheesh.
Maybe it's because one of the sweet chefs at work made Sam and I quesadillas. And then the Su Chef gave us thin mint ice-cream.

And, the neurologist is pretty certain that my head is ok. It's my heart that will stand on trial in the weeks to come.

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