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By the end of the day, when I've got time to update...all the things that I have to say, and all the things I've done have evaporated...and the lure of sleep, a warm bed and a good book beckon.
We battled the Kmart toy sale today. In the quest of consumerism, plastic, and empty boxes. It was hell, and we barely escaped alive.
The kids have been all up and down this week, my two sensitive souls have all kinds of stuff going on at home, and it is wreaking havoc on them. Tummy pains, bad moods, tears, fighting, lying, story telling - all sorts of behaviour never seen before in these two. Unfortunately the parents are largely oblivious, preferring to blame the child - rather than taking steps to investigate and find out how their child feels. Heaven forbid they should spend some time with their child, interact, experience and invest a little time and emotion...it's amazing how the mind and spirit of a 3 year old can be healed with a little TLC.
I'm a bit down today...it affects me too when my little troopers are wounded in the battle of life.
Three postcardx missives sent today. One participant had an interesting link, to postsecret.com - which is a whole other dimension entirely...fascinating stuff.
I want it to be the weekend. NOW. This weekend is all about me. I am locking myself in my studio on Friday night, and I'm not coming out until Sunday night...except to eat and use the shitter.
I hate using the phone. I'm changing my phone number, and I don't think I'll tell anyone. Send me a letter if you want to contact me.
Last Friday night (July 1, 2005) we saw "My Summer of Love". I really liked it. Too bad we went to Balmoral (which is a shitty cinema anyway), but the film was completely ruined by a group of about thirty, 16 year olds who came in late, sat right down the front, and proceeded to play musical chairs, talk and chat freely and loudly, SMS each other, accept and make phone calls on their mobile phones, and get up and down to go out to the candy bar - not without loudly enquiring "Anyone want anything". I was really annoyed. It was a quite enchanting, thought provoking film, with well drawn characters, and an interesting story...see it at a cinema where you know it will be fairly quiet...so you'll be able to concentrate.

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