This weekend has been... well, pretty freaking EMOTIONAL. Good stuff and bad.
I almost broke up with Fresno.
I almost sat with Megs in church.
I was reminded of when BoyKid almost drown.
I almost ate chocolate covered carrots.
I almost had my armpit sliced open.
I almost told Fresno I loved him.
I almost cried thinking of BoyKid going away on the 7th.
I almost kept my blood sugar under control in the midst of a pool table covered with treats.
I found out that my "cousinephew" Gabe the Babe is almost OCD level paranoid.
And I now need to go to bed where I will almost sleep nude tonight.
In other words, I will write tomorrow.
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