Young Afterbirth's thoughts have returned to Madelon.
It's still the same stormy afternoon.
Monday, April 22 1985, 3:40pm
Madelon came over this afternoon around 2:00. She woke me up so I was all groggy and I couldn't see or talk. She wanted me to walk into town with her.
Now I'm in the library because it started to rain.
Anyway, she said she didn't come over last night because she didn't see my note.
I still think she likes William better than me though.
She said she tried to call me over in the new dorms last night, but of course I wasn't there.
I guess I've got another chance with Madelon.Fuck, I'm writing stupid things today.
Oh well, I have to write them sometimes.
Fuck, I did it again.
I think I'll write a letter to grandma and grandpa.
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Ok, I wrote a letter to them.
I gotta cut my hair - it looks so bad. It's too long to stand up on it's own, and if I put junk in it, it just frizzes up and looks stupid. It's so curly.
I wish I could make it straight [Afterbirth would soon learn this trick].
The things I want to do to it (dye it blue, make the mohawk thinner, etc) I can't because I need to look normal to get a job.
Gee, I've heard that complaint a few times on this site!
Well, not so interesting, but that's what YA wrote, so...
So back to our vacation.
After we left Chicago we went to northern Wisconsin, where there's this resort my family stays at for a week every year.
We stay in a big cabin on a two mile long lake, along with about 15 other families (each with their own cabin).
All the families have their meals in a main lodge.
We swim and play where the lake photos were taken.
It was very peaceful and lovely.
Look at how cute Gem is:
Now.
Question for the day:
What do you do when an SG gets mad at you for TEMPORARILY taking her out of your top 5, even though she's really one of your all - time favorites and you're not jealous of her crush on some wannabe hipster doofus?
