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04/19/2004: "It must be spring"

This past weekend's spring showers, people out doing yard work and planting flower, and Tubby beginning the annual fawning over the sundry store cashiers and waitresses. Today I got to hear all about Julie, the cashier on register 5 at Target # 328, the auburn highlights in her dark hair, her radiant smile, and so forth and so on. I'm sure she was pretty enough (he at least fixates on the cute ones), and it's all I'm going to hear for at least the next seven or eight days. At least until we get back from Portland, where there will no doubt be "wretchedly adorable" girl at the Diary Queen, or Wendy's, or at the gas station, or something. Y'know, I often hear about how fast the kids grow up and yet, I can't wait until he's old enough to move out and get a life. Then I can have the hot chicks coming 'round without him asking them if they have any cute, older, human sisters. How dreadfully embarrassing.