Warped Isolation

This is me, blathering on about my life in general. Sometimes I wax poetic, sometimes I wax wacky and sometimes I wax thought-provoking. Whatever it is you hope to find here, I hope you find it. I welcome any and all comments, so feel free.

Monday, December 20, 2004

*yam* I mean, *yawn*

So the baby is born, Shaunessey West, at 4:36am on December 20th 2004. Tamara is fine, but exhausted, and Shaunessey is in ICU for observation for the next hour or so. I’m really tired, and really hungry, and really sick of this hospital smell. I can hardly string together a coherent thought. Is it wrong of me to want a Big Mac?

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