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A day in the life
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By:
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kat
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Mood:
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Other
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Date:
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Jun 06, 2008
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Music:
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None
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Of
Kat:
Today
started
off
pretty
well.
I
got
a
new
job
that
I
start
on
Monday.
The
pay
is
awesome
and
I'm
really
good
friends
with
the
person
who
is
going
to
be
working
directly
beside
me.
It's
Friday,
another
bonus.
I
got
to
do
some
long
overdue
writing
and
hung
out
with
some
friends
who
I
haven't
really
had
the
time
to
spend
long
periods
with
lately.
I
took
some
pictures,
fed
the
cats,
picked
up
my
house
a
little
bit.
Things
were
going
quite
well.
I
decided
to
go
to
a
meeting
again
tonight.
I
always
bring
my
son
to
the
meetings
on
the
weekends.
He
normally
has
a
hard
time
sitting
still
but
nothing
I
can't
handle.
He's
a
good
boy
for
the
most
part.
Today,
not
so
much.
The
meeting,
which
is
my
home
group
and
I
pretty
much
have
an
obligation
to
attend,
chair
and
make
the
coffee
at,
was
where
he
decided
to
test
me.
He
refused
to
listen
to
my
direction,
would
not
sit
down,
be
quiet
or
show
any
sort
of
respect
toward
anyone
who
was
there.
I
decided
we
had
to
leave
as
it
is
not
fair
for
the
rest
of
the
meeting
to
have
to
sit
through
a
four
year
old
misbehaving
while
they
are
trying
to
get
better.
For
those
of
you
who
know
portland,
the
meeting
was
downtown
on
Congress
street
across
from
Coffee
By
Design.
I
live
on
the
West
End.
Julin
decided
to
carry
his
temper
fit
the
entire
way
home.
Literally
kicking
and
screaming,
he
was
practically
pulled
(I
had
to
hold
his
wrist
because
he
was
trying
to
run
off)
home.
Everyone
looking
at
me
like
I
was
a
rotten
mother
(although
I
did
get
a
few
sympathetic
looks)
the
entire
way.
I
have
to
walk
past
the
hospital
on
my
way
home.
At
this
point
Julin
decided
to
yell
out
"You're
not
my
mommy
and
I
dont
like
you"
at
the
top
of
his
lungs..
Drawing
much
attention
my
way.
I
don't
look
like
a
criminal
by
any
means,
but
at
this
point
I
am
clearly
seeing
red
and
may
have
(to
a
non
parental
eye)
appeared
to
be
a
kidnapper.
I
had
three
people
come
up
to
me
and
try
to
take
my
child
away.
Telling
me
what
a
horrible
person
I
am
for
treating
a
child
like
this.
They
called
security
at
the
hospital.
I
was
taken
into
the
hospital
where
a
security
guard
separated
Julin
and
I,
gave
Julin
a
lollipop
and
a
hotdog
(I
do
not
allow
my
child
to
eat
that
sh*t)
and
the
proceeded
to
give
me
the
third
degree.
Guard:
"where
did
you
find
this
child"
Me:
"Well
sir,
he
was
conceived
in
Florida
and
born
in
new
hampshire.
I
first
met
him
when
he
was
born
nearly
5
years
ago.
"
Guard:
"You'd
do
best
to
be
honest,
the
police
are
on
their
way.
"
ME:
"That
is
my
son
sir,
there
are
35
people
sitting
in
a
church
basement
less
than
a
mile
away
that
will
contest
to
it.
Why
don't
you
ask
him?"
Guard:
"you
are
not
old
enough
to
have
a
5
year
old.
"
ME:
"Here
is
my
liscence.
I'm
26,
he
was
born
when
I
was
21"
Julin:
"Where's
my
mommy?
Can
you
ask
her
if
i
can
have
another
hotdog.
"
Guard:
We're
trying
to
find
out
where
your
mommy
is.
Can
you
tell
us
where
your
mommy
is?"
Julin:
"She's
right
over
there
with
the
Police
officer.
"
Guard:
"There
seems
to
have
been
a
misunderstanding.
He
is
telling
us
you
are
his
mother"
Me:
"you
think?
why
would
I
want
to
drag
a
child
that
is
not
mine
halfway
across
town
kicking
and
screaming?
If
I
were
going
to
kidnap
a
child
don't
you
think
i'd
grab
one
that
didn't
behave
like
this?"
Guard:
"There's
no
need
to
get
worked
up
miss.
Just
a
simple
misunderstanding.
"
Me:
"SIMPLE!?!?!?!
Tell
me
how
you
would
react
if
you
were
accused
of
what
I
was
just
accused
of.
"
Guard:
"Well
I
don't
have
children,
so
I
wouldn't
be
walking
around
with
a
child.
Maybe
if
you
don't
know
how
to
control
your
child
you
shouldn't
have
one.
"
ARE
YOU
f@ckING
KIDDING
ME?????!!!!?!?!?!?!?!
children
have
temper
fits.
Even
the
best
behaved
children
have
fits
now
and
then.
It
happens.
I
was
bringing
my
child
home
because
he
was
having
a
fit.
That's
what
you're
suppose
to
do
as
a
parent.
Discipline
your
child
when
they
misbehave.
In
my
case,
I
had
to
bring
him
home
and
put
him
in
bed
with
no
snack,
no
story,
no
TV.
The
only
problem
is
I
had
to
get
there
first.
What
right
did
that
guard
have
to
tell
me
I
shouldn't
have
a
child?
He
should
have
been
apologizing
to
me
for
making
the
accusation
he
did.
I
was
insulted
and
humiliated.
And
Julin,
got
a
lollipop
and
a
hotdog
out
of
the
deal.
I
am
now
starting
to
understand
what
my
parents
meant
when
they
told
me
I
was
giving
them
grey
hair.
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