Staying home with a sick monster man tonight, him trying to sleep off a horrible bout of IBS and me at the moment watching Comedy Central. He hasn't had a spell in quite a while. I'm upstairs watching the tv with the cat until the Colbert Report, at which time I'll check on my sick man again and retire downstairs with the cat in front of the fire.
Today was my brother's 21st anniversay. I can still remember the winter wedding with red roses. Red brides maids dresses too, much to his mother-in-law's discomfort. Now my 18-year-old niece is in college and my 16-year-old nephew is in love with his first car.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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