now playing: david gray, “as i’m leaving”
getting out of the van and walking into the house tonight:
dylan: “awwww, man…now i have a wedgie.”
me: “well, at least you can get rid of it.”
jayda: “yeah…you should take antibiotics.”
i haven’t run out of things to say…i’ve just had trouble making the time to say them.
this week has been insane. but tomorrow, it’s over.
look for an onslaught shortly thereafter.