2007, 25 April
Bad bad Bad
This week just hasn’t been good.
And, to top everything off, this morning I locked myself, and Amelia, outside. I called Greg a little after 8am for help. He arrived about 9:20-ish. Around 8:50-ish, Greg calls to tell me that I can not do this, locking myself outside, anymore and that he was crossed with me. [...]



