First off, I am so sorry that I did not get the chance to write yesterday. My mother is currently fighting off some sort of sickness, and so, I was playing the good son. I cooked, and cleaned. I set up the bathroom, with candles, and eucalyptus, and did just about everything else, to make sure she was as comfortable, as a sick person can be.
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First off...
My mother is not feeling well. And, obviously, I feel for her. I mean, feeling icky is never fun. And, I know that the whole feeling, comes with this OVERWHELMING desire, to be a big old poop-head, to anybody, and everybody. I mean, if you don't feel good...then, dammit, why should you be forced to be pleasant? I understand that. ( Read more... )