RE: Hanging out at Cabrillo Beach on a Saturday
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Amanda and I have something in common. The difference is, I live alone in an apartment. I can hear my neighbors cough, so they can hear me. I curse at everything at the top of my lungs, often also about my own stupidity. Can't find my glasses, curse! Then they show up: they wouldn't dare hide any longer. Sneaky ones, often hide on top of my head!
Ricky is a good looking boy. Makes me think back at my two boys (and also sad, you know why).
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Oh man, I used to live in an apartment where I could hear the neighbors. It used to drive me crazy. You could hear each other's conversations. I am glad I don't have to deal with that anymore!
haha! I am even worse. Sometimes I am looking around for something that I have in my hand.