I like holes in things. Even if I have to make them myself.

I finished my work today and as I was signing some papers I felt a rather hard slap to My left asscheek. Yes i was stunned, yes I was taken aback, yes I was getting pissed off. I look over My shoulder and a familiar smiling face whispers something to My ear. "hey baby".

o_o

A part time coworker, with a wierd sense of humor. He frolicks with everyone, pretending to be the most homosexual man on the planet. I couldnt help but laugh, and tell him he missed his dose of medication.

I showed off the pics of Aiden at some of My stops. To people I know who shared a genuine interest of the most normal, and most importantly "innocent" member of the family. I will see to it that he learns the right way, and wont be left out. Call it a personal duty. Family tradition. Or just My sick twisted fantasy.

Still no luck with financial aid. Starting to think its a lost cause.