I remember after my first child was born. She woke up every three hours, and then it took an hour to bottle feed her. This lasted for weeks. What I remember about that is this:
The feeling of pure joy that wafted over me early one morning as I lay down thinking "I have TWO WHOLE HOURS to sleep before she gets back up."
i think i will try to meet someone who isn't just a drunk slut this weekend, instead of just hooking up w some random girl or something. not getting my hopes up though.
well its the only rule at my college so i figure i might as well follow it. Plus i feel like it would be more satisfying to chill w a sober chick than a drunk one.
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