Maureen

Dang. I guess technically I was born at 6:26pm Eastern time, so I can be 40 for a few more hours. As if 40 is so great. It's just that 41 moves you toward, uh, 50. That's fucking old. Sorry to anyone reading this that's 50 or more. Typical day today--got divorced this morning, went to work, made spaghetti for dinner, played Dora bingo and relapsed on cigarettes. Went 23 days without smoking. I'll hop back on it tomorrow with the patch and the gum. Now I know I can...