Oh yeah...
Nathan's still not talking to me.
We got in a fight the other night and I haven't heard from him since.
I thought it might be one of those drunken fights that we quite often have when he says mean things but doesn't exactly remember it.
We both said mean-ish things though.
Oh well... I have a feeling I might be cutting my nose off to spite my face but I'm not going to call him.
(At least not yet.)
I really wish I didn't have kid care today. I totally wanna go crawl into bed and hide from the world. Or at least smoke a big fat bowl.
Ps. Little T has the CUTEST LAUGH EVER!!! It's like a mix of a baby's laugh and a hiccup. It's fucking adorable.