Atomictumor

I recall when BJ and I had the 1 month anniversary (monthiversary) of our couplehood we went to Darryl’s on Merchants Road to enjoy a little date.  It was fun to pay attention to the 16th of each month, as its own little thing.

I was wondering how I’d be with today being a month, but this grief thing has its own agenda, and I’ve found myself not really caring.  Perhaps the previous couple of days cleaned out my sadness for a bit.

I think I’ma gonna get up and wake Nodbob’s sorry ass up in a minute, and I’ll fix us some biscuits and oatmeal (the Sunday morning breakfast of champions).

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Last night he and I brought the drums down from the attic and played around on the guitar and drums.  It sounded horrible, but it was pretty fun.

I’m going to be busy as hell this coming week, putting together MastaG and Pigpen’s presents (hint: its bigger than a breadbox, and its a bunk bed set and massively evil computer system)

Food.  Gobba gobba hey.  Gotta go.

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