I took the kids to a Section 8 protest march last night.
If this were livejournal, I'd have to put a ghey sad face mood emoticon up.
Dbot graduated today from fifth grade. I have to admit, I'm crying right now. I am extremely bonded to sweetone, probably too much so, but Dbot and I had a strained relationship at the beginning. In fact, she called me by my first name, not "mommy" for a year. I was an extremely fucked up person in a lot of emotional shit, but that does not excuse me. And stuff. So, I'm happy she's doing so well. She's pretty much the best student I've ever seen. She got an award from the president. I gagged. (I hate W.) She's at Jumbo Buffet with my mom, and then they are going to the zoo. I miss her being little I guess. I remember her first day of kindergarten. I cried then too. I remember her learning to read. The first thing she wrote was her name and then "mom". She also drew a picture of our family with my having horns like the devil. She did it as a joke. I think. One day, I hope she understands me. Peace.