diary

December 2, 2008:
Stephen's stalker has dyed his hair the same shade of Autumn Mist as Stephen's. We are rapidly approaching Single White Male status. I'm fearfull
for our gay neighbors and pets.
December 1, 2008:
Kira, I'm afraid Hot Pockets don't bring about World Peace or even civility amongst your siblings.
November 30, 2008:
The escalation in poo towels at work is frightening. Hasn't anyone ever heard of toilet paper?
November 29, 2008:
Stephen bought the kids a bunch of junk- Hot Pockets, frozen burgers,etc.- to help get us through the long vacation. Maybe it will take some of the
pressure off me... that and hopefully a lot of time at my job.
November 28, 2008:
It's Tita, my naked caller friend's birthday; we're celebrating with duck, turkey, Tropic Thunder, and beer! We were all relived that the cate didn't
have human ashes as the secret ingredient.
November 27, 2008:
Thanksgiving actually went well- surprisingly enough. The only thing I would mention is, dear readers, America, Planet Earth, Phil is gay. NOW that we
all know, Aunt Jane CAN stop mentioning it, PLEASE!!!
November 26, 2008:
There's been some speculation as to whether or not the Thankgiving dinner will all arrive in a timely fashion? will Don be forced to sit next to someone
off their meds? will someone say something grossly offensive? The answers to all these questions might very well be 'yes'.
November 25, 2008:
Wow, another construction paper turkey- I'll cherish this forever! (Note: Get art teacher a new project book.)
November 24, 2008:
I guess obscene phone calls do make my day more interesting. Oh, the things he wants to do with his mom....
November 23, 2008:
It looks like Thanksgiving WILL be at Aunt Mary Ann's house. All feuds have temporarily been put aside. Let's hope anyway.
November 22, 2008:
Stolen ham DOES taste twice as sweet!!
November 21, 2008:
Stephen's stalker brought him a ham, a turkey, a duck, and a burrito. I stongly suspect these items were stolen. Oh well...we have to eat.
November 20, 2008:
I guess I will have to chose sides in the family feud. Of course, I would appreciate a bitter feud if it was over something a little less stupid.
November 19, 2008:
Batman, how do you time your bowels so perfectly to my cleaning routine?