lately
i rarely update
but im alive. work is hating me with more cuts in hours. finally hung out with my co-workers last night, it was everything as lame as i imagined. when you’re 20-something year old parents trapped at a KFC in middle management i assume your home life is less-than-enthralling.
christmas was dope. bought hella gifts, received hella argyle sweaters and shoes oddly. i never ask for shoes.
i kept dreaming about babies last night. i say i dislike them but ever since Jonny had Julian i find myself very much in daddy mode. i love babies now. anywho, baby dreams… kept dreaming that people were trying to kidnap little Julian (Jude) and i was not having it.
now i need to go shower and decide on a good date to chop off all my hair.
