I was about to go home for the day when Paul sat me down and told me that there were going to be some changes in the household. Starting Friday, Margaret is going back to work part-time. I pretended to be totally surprised....
Driving home I heard on the radio Heath Ledger died. Drugs I'm sure. Such a waste. When I got home I crawled in bed and cried over it. Which is weird since I've hardly ever seen any of his movies. I just felt so sorry for his cute girlfriend and their little baby with no daddy. At one point my mom knocked and asked if I was all right. I said, "Yes, go away." I am sure she thought I was crying over my dad. Hey, maybe I was. Hahaha!
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