11-20-2003, 04:02 PM
Today my wife wakes me up and says our sons in the living room. I run in there to see what kind of trouble he's getting into. He's in the kitchen with a pitcher of raspberry juice on the verge of spilling it all over himself.
I proceed to get ready for work and while I am here I drink hot chocolate that smells like garbage and spill it all over myself.
I spend the rest of my day dividing my time between work and chatting and posting.
Riveting television.
I proceed to get ready for work and while I am here I drink hot chocolate that smells like garbage and spill it all over myself.
I spend the rest of my day dividing my time between work and chatting and posting.
Riveting television.
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