My mom has me up at 8 on a Friday morning, so we can get food stamps. This stinks, why can't life be simple, where you get up at ten or noon and do your business then. Oh well, got eight minutes til we leave. I haven't brushed my teeth or ate breakfast. This will be fun. Oh and this tie could have come from Nancy, not quite sure, not sure at all. Much love, K
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