Ok here I am back on task on sharing you the inside life of one without much substance while trying to fool you and myself into believing that there is something of substance somewhere in the life that I call mine.
My earliest memory that plays in the HDM ( High Def Memory...Which is an upgrade from the last years model but seems not to hold much as the years go on) is that of the Family Home Evening that was made especially for me at the ripe old age of 3 1/2 on obeying the law of Chastity. A much needed lesson for a young child such as myself that you could say was caught with his pants down learning the finer difference between male and female through a special human anatomy class held by my young red headed neighbor. Needless to say I don't remember the lesson nor do I remember the private tutoring , but I do remember the feeling of fear that I felt as I realized that the class was cut short do to parental interaction.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
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Jared, I'm waiting for you to blog again. I like reading about your empty mind.
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