October 27, 2006

Hello,
My dad's been working away, and he wants us to go visit him, and it's gonna really screw up the play, and I'm upset, and I miss my kitty, and you're probably wondering when I'm gonna stop complaining, and...
Okay, it's not all bad news.
Last night, on the way home from play rehearsals, I poked my sister and blamed it on someone else. Well, people call him jo, but people also call me jo, so I don't call him that. He says"Don't blame it one me!" And my sister says,"Yeah, you wouldn't do that would you?" "NOpe." Then, few seconds later, he poked her and blamed it on me.I wonder how many times she was poked last night.
Yasterday, there were two baby racoons in our tree. They were so cute. I've seen them around here before.
Jo

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