It's 5, and I've finished dinner way too early.
And E isn't home yet. We're supposed to be back by 4.
He just came in as I finished typing.
When j asked him, he called me stupid and a "dumb-butt" because I didn't know that mom said he could stay out till 5.
Ugh.
I'm addicted to Hamilton now.
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Non-FictionI have decided to keep a diary of the events that unfold, because sometimes the years fly past so fast it's terrifying. Updated hopefully every day, and the whole online thing is mostly so I don't lose it/lose interest... Feel free to comment and re...
