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Oh, oh oh.

I listened to that song to make me cry, just to feel it again. It builds, and builds, and builds, and I can’t relieve it without something to focus on. All my memories of BJ are too happy.
I don’t really see how I’m doing this.

I was going to mark this private and hide it, since theres nothing to comment about it, but I won’t.

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I love you.

Life is beautiful, painful, bright, quiet, small, and magnificent.

I wish you were with me.

Not much on. We ate too much popcorn while watching the Muppets, so we’re killing time before fixing dinner by watching… ice skating.

Spotz, our eldest boy, is disgusted by the notion that the ice skating couples will kiss. (Heh, I am too.)
So Brian Boytano (is that how you spell his last name??) comes out and starts skating.

Spotz asks, “Where is his partners?”

I say, “That’s personal Spotz.”

Unforgiven’s on
Dead 29 year old wifes
And cowboy’s with guns

Kids left on the farm
Took off on the trail with ‘god‘
Redemption and stuff

Up late with some friends
Woke up to an empty house
Coffee and orange

Life becomes normal
Sunday prepares for Monday
Week begins anew