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Last night i stayed up fiddling with the picture of Andrew's trike. Sweet, huh? He said in an email that this one would look really cool on a t-shirt with "Spare Parts Spare Time Choppers" on it. He could give them out to supporters - a GREAT IDEA, i thought. But of course, any idea which involves me showing off any kind of skill i automatically think is GREAT. Stupid selfishness.

Last night, three girls from where i used to work attacked staff using weapons and stuff - one staff says she was being straddled and choked by one of the kids and they were just staring at each other. The cops came in, weapons drawn, to calm things down. Um... that milieu is broken, and i'm not sure it can get fixed. I feel sick just thinking about it. The kids are getting more damaged! My friends still working there are getting hurt. I hurt.

Ending on an upbeat note, we spent time with Karen's family, ate food and had fun! I like fun! It's fun! But i'm super-tired, and Karen maybe just got home from having a fun girls' night out with Karla and Beth. More fun! Oh... and my posts will be rated 1-not very interesting, 2-average, 3-interesting. Oh oh, and yesterday Houston made up this joke:

Why did the chicken cross the truck? To get to the moustache! His cousins-once-removed thought that was absurd enough to be hilarous, so for the rest of the joke telling time, Houston's jokes all seemed to have a truck or moustache factor in somehow.