11 39 am pdt   [ household drama ]

You can't even imagine the drama in this household right now. Tears are flowing. You see, Rebecca has to go shopping. She has to buy new clothes, and my dad was supposed to take her, but he has to work. She he wants her to get dropped off at his office at five and then they will go shopping in Cetury City or at the Beverly Center before dinner, but she insists that two and a half hours is not enough (!) and she wants to go in Santa Monica. I offered to take her to the Promenade, but he won't give her any money, even though I suggested that now woulld be a great time to teach her about budgeting.

My brother and I always hated to shop, so my dad has never really been through this.

12 30 pm pdt   [ even more drama ]

Even more drama: "I want new CDs. I have [sob] the least CDs of all my friends."

How did she wind up like this? How did my brother and I wind up as polar opposites? How do I get my children on my end of the spectrum instead of hers? She fascinates me.

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two years ago today: "We found the fourteen karat gold wedding ring in the cusions of the couch, and although we reported it to the rental company, it was never claimed."

one year ago today: I didn't write because I was preparing for my brother's high school graduation.

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