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November 10, 2011
The brat is whining in the front hallway, as usual, about who the hell knows what. He still doesn't seem to know how to express himself with words, choosing instead to resort to the same loud, amorphous, sob-heavy cacophony I've been hearing from him since he first emerged onto the scene six years ago. I don't think I've ever had an experience with this kid where, if he wasn't already crying when I saw him, he was about to burst into tears or had done so only moments before. I'm sure he'll be a real winner in the dating world.