The journal of a lady in love with 3 blue eyed men.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Kent, you are bouncing off of the walls. You are having a friend come over this afternoon to play. You always see Parker with his friends over, and you always see him go to his friend's house to play. You have been begging for a guest just for you. This afternoon your friend is arriving shortly after lunch.
You keep asking me, "When is he coming? When is he coming?"