i normally don’t remember anything of note from my childhood, not really anything at all. however, lately i’ve been remembering a lot of things that i clearly remember happening, but not really correlating with each other at all. i really wish i could remember my entire childhood in one piece, though. i’m sure i’d have plenty of great stories to tell. . .

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Like the time I decided to play sherlock holmes and searched through all my parents belongings. I found this secret stash of individually wrapped balloons! Could you believe it, my parents had been hiding them from me all along. I decided that it was good time for a party, so I unwrapped them, blew them up and tied them together into clusters of 3 and then hung them up on all the doorways.

Hehe. Imagine my parent’s horror when they found clusters of blown up condoms tied to the doorways in our house.