B's birthday is tommorrow. Daddy made him a sandbox.
Later.
We just got back from Cousin Mike's wedding.
I am bored and a little sad. I don't know why. Perhaps it's because I miss Lori.
I have added to my "Wanted" list of horses the White Rearing Stallion. His name will be Tragedy.
Lori,
I must be dreaming.
I must be having a horrible nightmare
About you.
You're gone now,
You've gone and left me
Here to die,
I know that you've been forced
But how I grieve for you!
Come, now,
Please come back to me!
I know it's a lot to ask
But I think it all the time.
And there I go, I
Just cry, and cry again,
And when I do,
You can be sure
I'm crying about you.
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