I was kind of jazzed to write a new story about Laura. It involves Laura yelling at me for taking her covers when I came to bed even though she was hogging them and I had none. It also involved me protesting and her responding with a "I don't know what you're talking about! I don't have any!" when she clearly did. It was going to be a funny story because she doesn't remember saying it. She was talking in her sleep.
I mentioned that I was going to write about this, but she said that she's getting tired of me writing about her. So I'm left with a problem. What do I write about when I've run out of subjects to write about. I could write about Julia, but sooner or later, she's going to realize that I've been writing about her from time to time, which will probably coincide with her teenage years. I'm sure she'll have no problem with it. She'll probably have a little chuckle about embarrassing moments posted on the internet for the whole world to see, but was probably read by dozens if I'm lucky.
I guess I've always had a problem with a lot of movies, music, tv shows and other entertainment that a lot of people love. I'm looking forward to ruining your favorite things.
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