oh mother's day...
so i haven't gone to sleep yet. i guess i'll just snuggle in nice and early tonight. i tried waking my sister up to cook for my mom's breakfast, but she yelled at me, telling me she went to bed at two. little does she know....
so, last night started at about nine, and was quite lovely, like a million roudy people at i hop. not a million, like ten, and then some more we knew. after i hop, sean, derril and i sat around listening to music having strange discussions. then pulp fiction. then i was 5 30. i couldn't sleep after the movie was over, so i kinda layed there thinking. there were many emo thoughts about how im kinda a lazy bastard. and i've been having some quality time with my mom lately, and despite her qualities that drive me up the wall sometimes, she's still my mom, and i dont think i've really had a mother-daughter relationship with her for a long time, probably since the point when she gave up on me and started teaching leslie how to sew and cook and all that fun stuff. well, we have started talking, but either it's me starting up on some topic i want her to know about and confront so she can feel like she can trust me, which i dont know if i entirely deserve, or else it's strange drunken talks about all sorts of strange drunken things. so i took advantage of the energy i had and started cooking. am i going to be better? probably not really. am i going to learn how to sew and do yoga? i sure as hell am going to try. and the laundry. i'll do the laundry now that i have nothing else to do.
so, last night started at about nine, and was quite lovely, like a million roudy people at i hop. not a million, like ten, and then some more we knew. after i hop, sean, derril and i sat around listening to music having strange discussions. then pulp fiction. then i was 5 30. i couldn't sleep after the movie was over, so i kinda layed there thinking. there were many emo thoughts about how im kinda a lazy bastard. and i've been having some quality time with my mom lately, and despite her qualities that drive me up the wall sometimes, she's still my mom, and i dont think i've really had a mother-daughter relationship with her for a long time, probably since the point when she gave up on me and started teaching leslie how to sew and cook and all that fun stuff. well, we have started talking, but either it's me starting up on some topic i want her to know about and confront so she can feel like she can trust me, which i dont know if i entirely deserve, or else it's strange drunken talks about all sorts of strange drunken things. so i took advantage of the energy i had and started cooking. am i going to be better? probably not really. am i going to learn how to sew and do yoga? i sure as hell am going to try. and the laundry. i'll do the laundry now that i have nothing else to do.