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Friday, August 24, 2012
Overheard at Table 2: just before school
Lindsay: I swear I was just trying to get my kid to get his schedule to go into seventh grade and then the school nurse nazi tells me he can't start on monday because THEY don't have his current shot records and im like, now when in the hell do i have time to go get that, i mean im working all the time and im trying to get two kids to here and there and everywhere else and then ive got to check in on my dying father, and what do you want me to do? drop him off at some corner clinic where he can get this meningococo-cockle and dee-pac booster, i mean what do those words even mean? is she SURE she's giving me the right information, i swear, raising kids on your own is the shits
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