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And so on. I went home today to see my brand new little niece, Chloe Jean. I'm not sure if that should be hyphenated or not, but I don't think it is. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, all babies looks like ugly prunes for the first little while. I'm sure my some-day-wife will be terribly annoyed with me the first time I tell her our little bundle of joy looks like an old raisin, but I figure this will be good I-told-you-so material later on...

In other news, I've been perusing my old poems in a fit of something-or-other. Some of them still crack me up or move me terribly, but others... I mean, could I be any more whiny-dark-emo? Dude, seriously. Ah, memories.