10-12-02 - 9:26 a.m.
last night, berries fought with michael. she came to me, heartbroken and inconsolable, and like always, she stubbornly wouldn't allow me to console her, and like always, i was torn between shaking her with frustration and rocking her like a baby. neither was an option, so i just sat there and tried not to look as useless as i felt.