Cameron left to Kansas Friday afternoon for some stupid van for the band, and Dorian actually slept peacefully Friday night and was excellent all day Saturday. Cameron gets back around 11:30 Saturday night, starts getting ready for bed around 1 a.m and Dorian wakes up screaming and crying with nothing calming him or soothing him. I just don't fucking get what the issue is, and then to make matters worse Booger pukes in the living room and I've got horrible gas so Cameron's got to comment on that. The guy he bought the van from is a complete player who apparently dates porn stars and whores, showing Cameron pictures of these bitches and allowing Cameron to sleep at one of the many houses he is selling.... God only knows what went on that I'll never know about. I don't freaking feel good, I don't remember bringing Dorian into bed with me and I have no idea why he is behaving like this especially after Friday night going so well. I am pretty much going to be up all morning ( it is 2:00 a.m now) just so Cameron can get his sleep since he's been driving since noon Saturday and hasn't had any real sleep since Thursday night. Mainly because I don't want to hear his comments each time Dorian will wake up and cry, so I am most likely going to just fall asleep on the couch or just stay up all night.
I have to run 8 miles at some point today, there's a chance things are going to be iced over and the temps aren't going to really go above 30 but I am already used to that. I'll have mom watch him and probably do it around 2 p.m, hopefully I'll have slept a little by then.
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