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I want to know how on Earth I'm supposed to fit the link spa filter into one of my blog entries? Haha. Some of the links I have to use crack me up. I'm sure you get tired of seeing the random links in my posts, but, hey, I have to help pay the bills with something. Anywho, I haven't really been the best blogger lately. Lots of random posts to get paid links in but no real updates on life around here. But everything is pretty much the same old routine. Lots of bottles, diapers, and homework for me. But I'm starting to get more of a handle on the homework finally...I think. Except for this 10 page research paper I have to write for my Operating Systems class. I mean, seriously, 10 pages about operating systems? I think this professor just likes to be mean for fun. It excites him to make his students write a huge, specific research paper about material they have no interest in for a filler class. He's just a super guy like that.

The apartment is really quiet now that Anya is in bed. She's been sleeping 12 to 13 hours every night. Though we're still having to wake up several times to put her pacifier back in which is getting old. But we're not really sure how to break her of the habit because if we let her cry it out at 3AM we aren't exactly going to be getting any sleep during the process. And Ryan has to leave the apartment for work between 5 and 6AM most mornings. So listening to Anya cry for 2 hours in the middle the night does not sound like a promising solution to the problem. We didn't have this problem at all until she started teething. Now anytime she's awake she has to have her pacifier or her hands in her mouth. And when she wakes up into that half asleep state she just starts whining and crying until we put her pacifier in for her to chew on for relief. It's really frustrating but still better than middle of the night feedings so we try not to be too annoyed by it considering what we've endured previously. I guess the only way to break her of expecting her pacifier in the middle of the night is to do what we're dreading and stop getting up to give it to her. I can hear the screaming already. Save me.