i am the worst aunt ever

after all that hooha i wrote about max’s birthday, i forgot to fucking call him. i forgot to call my booba on his birthday! i just remember to call him right now and he’s already sleeping. damnit. curses to me and my preoccupied mind. i suck ass. boo! hiss! bad aunt, bad aunt.

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4 Comments

  1. will tupper 26.Oct.04 at 11:07 am

    Maybe you should write a kid’s book, Mizz Jodi. It could be called, “The Bad Ant,” and it would be all about this little ant that went around and it beat itself over the head for every little thing. Until Mister Grasshopper (or whatever) comes along and shows it that – hey! – we’re all just insects, and our struggles are universal. And there’s no use in beating ourselves up over things we can’t change now.

    And then the “bad ant” would becomes a “good ant.” It’d be kind of like a catepillar / butterfly thing. Only with ants!

    PS – Don’t you feed that bear.

  2. jodi 26.Oct.04 at 11:13 am

    should i write this one before or after i write about sammy snowshoes the racing penguin?

  3. UH 26.Oct.04 at 11:24 am

    TOO LATE! I’ve already staked my claim on that one, so there.

    😛

  4. jodi 26.Oct.04 at 11:36 am

    dude i get 10% then. i invented sammy!