I ran out of space in my head...the net seemed vast enough so I decided to lump it all here.

Sunday, August 22, 2004

Strike!

It's an all out war. The mother and I are not talking.

The bad thing about this is that...we are not talking. The good thing about this is...we are not talking!

It is amazing! PEACE. Today, she didn't even knock on my door to harass me out of my room. For this Sunday at least, I can do whatever I want, Thank God.

Respite!!!!


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