If I write it down, there is a remote possibility I might actually remember what happened in my life.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
September 26
Well, it was my birthday but I've had better days. Broken car, dead pigeon, hit a kid on a skate board (he's fine but scared the soul out of me), only my sister called, and other stuff made it less than fun. Luckily, tomorrow is another day.
1 comment:
KRISTI, I am SO sorry about a junk birthday. HATE those! Hope next year treats you much better.
Tristie M.
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