Today I wanted to visit a friend. she lives in Daley street. I went there, it was somebody else's house. I drove back home, called her up, she said it was number 15. Which is where I went. Drove there again, she said she would be waiting out the front. Drove home again, called her up, she said it was DELHI st, and with her accent, sounds exactly the same, I said "it's so late, we can make it another time" she said "my son is crying now, can't you please come just for half an hour?" I couldn't, my leg was so sore, I'm sure I am getting my period, I started crying and couldn't stop for an hour, had a hot shower and went to bed. It has little to do with this, but EVERYTHING just getting on top of me. My husband drove my boys to her house, and they will go back there tomorrow afternoon too. I feel like such an idiot, so embarassed.

Today I wanted to visit a friend. she lives in Daley street. I went there, it was somebody else's house. I drove back home, called her up, she said it was number 15. Which is where I went. Drove there again, she said she would be waiting out the front. Drove home again, called her up, she said it was DELHI st, and with her accent, sounds exactly the same, I said "it's so late, we can make it another time" she said "my son is crying now, can't you please come just for half an hour?" I couldn't, my leg was so sore, I'm sure I am getting my period, I started crying and couldn't stop for an hour, had a hot shower and went to bed. It has little to do with this, but EVERYTHING just getting on top of me. My husband drove my boys to her house, and they will go back there tomorrow afternoon too. I feel like such an idiot, so embarassed.

Once, when I first moved here, I was trying to pick my daughter up from her friend's house. The directions made no sense to me and I couldn't find the street for the life of me. I called Chris crying hysterically, actually insisting that the fucking street had literally disappeared! I mean it, I was yelling that the street had disappeared like some Blair Witch shit. He had to yell at me to calm me down. I might have been a bit premenstrual that day too.

Today I wanted to visit a friend. she lives in Daley street. I went there, it was somebody else's house. I drove back home, called her up, she said it was number 15. Which is where I went. Drove there again, she said she would be waiting out the front. Drove home again, called her up, she said it was DELHI st, and with her accent, sounds exactly the same, I said "it's so late, we can make it another time" she said "my son is crying now, can't you please come just for half an hour?" I couldn't, my leg was so sore, I'm sure I am getting my period, I started crying and couldn't stop for an hour, had a hot shower and went to bed. It has little to do with this, but EVERYTHING just getting on top of me. My husband drove my boys to her house, and they will go back there tomorrow afternoon too. I feel like such an idiot, so embarassed.

Not when you call the likes of metallica "big names"... see Badu and tell me I'm wrong!

You love Me'shell Ndege Ocello, right? I didn't see her when she came her because she was charging too much IMO. I think her show was about the same as Badu is charging for her Paradiso gig and that's too damn much for someone like Me'shell .

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