

It was so nice that morning...then the rain came...and then it was cold beyond belief. Gotta love Texas. Not really.
I managed to achieve a milestone on ye olde war wagon:

200,000 babee!! Never had a car that lasted longer than that. Of course, this is the only car that I didn't use to deliver pizzas constantly, save for the first year I had it. I've been assured that this will be the last year I will have it. Then I get the Saturn which is eight years old and rising, so...not a big upgrade. Maybe one day I'll get a brand new car.
Man, Emily is halfway done with 6th grade! I keep asking her if she's going to miss JB Little Elementary and she always says no. Part of that might have to do with a certain girl who used to be her friend and then turned on her as fast as she could because she wasn't "cool enough". And apparently a lot of other kids have had the same problem with her. Why does there always have to be one kid that makes trouble for everyone else? For me it was a kid named Robert Williams. His family lived next door to ours in Duncanville and he would be nice only when there wasn't anyone else around, which was about 5% of the time. The other 95% he was just a mean unhappy kid who felt he had to bother only me. I used to fantasize about going back in time and just picking him up now and wringing his neck. Probably not the most productive use of my time. I drew over his face in blue ink in my yearbook. Just never understood why people like that even exist. Maybe he was a mistake. His whole family was full of misfits and drunks. Just amazes me how there are wonderful people out there who can't have a child and then you have rednecks and losers who crank them out constantly and have no way to take care of them. Glad that isn't us.
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