Last night I went to bed at 9pm. It's almost midnight and I just can't drift off. For whatever reason I can't stop thinking about this asshole I cut off a few months ago. Called the Mayor on me. It's disappointing that I don't have anything better to think about.
I need to call John and see If he'll be home tomorrow. I want go get my amp, bring it home, and play a little guitar over the weekend. Maybe I'll be inspired to write something.
Monday we go to the Doc and check on Mandy's pregnancy. I can't wait for that. Hopefully we'll get to hear a heartbeat.
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