Another day, another breakfast. This time Total(r) cereal with milk (a given) and bananas. Out of honey, I had to scavenge about for a honey stick, cut it open, and secrete the contents. I'm not certain if it's proplery allowable to use 'secrete' as a verb, but I've done so and I trust you caught the drift. See that shirt he's wearing? I fucking love that shirt he's wearing. I'm cursing more these days. Must have to do with the stress. Must be the stress. Tired of seeing pix of my son yet? Too fucking bad. He's all I have to shoot in the winter months. It's not like I live in L.A. where it's always sunshine and bliss.

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