Jan 11, 2006 22:59
The holidays are over, and I am feeling a little better. But Morrissey puked ... on the new scarf I started. If I had to eat dog food I'd puke it up too.
Most of my family sent me gift cards for Christmas, because they're tired of asking my mother what I would want. She tells them cash is the path to my heart. Actually it's probably true ... cash and hot chai. My reputation in the family is precarious, and my mother doesn't help. But she thinks it's funny. Three years ago she told everyone to buy me tampons ... what a comedian.