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I am...

Cami Kaos

13 Sep 2010 — 1 min read

I am figuring it all out.

I am sitting at the table listening to a homework doing child do her best impression of Cookie Monster.

I am trying to ignore the cat crying for attention.

I am updating my iPhone as I type.

I am thinking I should be starting dinner.

I am sure I've had too much iced tea today.

I am hoping things level out.

I am well aware that this in no way resembles a real blog post.

I don't really care.
Well I do... but not right this second.

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