Mothers Day
Hm. Blogger seems to have readjusted a bit.
This weekend was a blur. A lot of being smashed and rambling. Lots of rambling, indeed. There were a few words wrongly spoken and a few actions wrongly taken, and for those I deeply apologize. I hope they will not have an effect in the future.

Thanks to A. Price for letting me shack up with her this weekend. I truly had mounds of fun, and I'm sorry for last nights' inconveniences. A lot of love goes to that young woman.

So, I wrote my mom a simple mothers' day poem--
SHE CRIED How adorable.
Here's to you, mom. You're the shit:

The one who raised me day and day,
with all the right advice to say.
Now 16 years have come and gone,
like beginning and end to a beautiful song.
And no matter the friends and strangers we meet,
it will always come down to my mom and me.

Muahahaha. Suck it.