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Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
Tomorrow is the party that many are dreading, but I'm looking forward to it. I don't really think Sadie would do anything horrible at her daughter's birthday party, though I could be wrong. I won't hesitate to help her out of the house if she does try something.
I convinced Iris that she shouldn't do my hair for the party (she had Jude's all in pigtails) by offering a ride on my motorbike. What's that? Bribery? Yes. Afterall, this:  isn't attractive.
Mia has been a pleasure to be around. To say the least. I doubt she realizes how much I appreciate her being here. I wonder if she knows that she rolls all over the bed once I crawl out of it. Oops, she does now. ;)
I've picked up a couple new habits here. I've started smoking again, so I guess that's really just an old habit. I've managed to keep it from Curious George, though. He always used to nag me about smoking. I also find myself waking up nearly every morning to catch a glimpse of the sunrise. Sometimes I go back to sleep afterward, but I usually just stay up and drink my coffee. I'm always shivering like crazy, and I end up drinking too much coffee, but it's nice anyway.
Am I rambling yet?
Edit: Whoops, I changed my layout again. I'm a restless bastard. { Snagged the bg from ewanspotting. }
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