BB woke up this morning at like ... 4:30 a.m. or so, and had a crying fit that lasted until sometime into the 5 a.m.'s. We've got a small apartment, so even though Megan left the room with her, I could still hear her, and it was totally keeping me awake. After like an hour of it I just got up and let Megan have the room.
Now I'm up and playing Fallout 3 and I'm going to make coffee and it's 6:20 a.m. I organized a shitload of King Diamond and Ozzy mp3s that I got from a good friend recently, so it's metal and coffee and Fallout 3 and coffee time, before 6:30 a.m.
This is my life. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
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