It's not that he wouldn't help if he weren't so helpless. I don't know why, but I'm the only one who can go through our files and determine what needs to be pitched and what we have to keep. Not that we are going to have ANYWHERE TO KEEP THINGS.
Oh crap, I'm not going to burden you with my horrible mood. I'll just go to bed.
Rereading yesterday's post about the preggie who wants to come to our school, I realize I left something out. She wants to come to our school because she doesn't want people talking about her.