Holy crap!! I FINISHED paper No.

Holy crap!! I FINISHED paper No. 2!! Now I just have to start paper No. 3 from scratch and add a whole bottle of “unsuck” to paper No. 1.

Shopping with mom.

Shopping with mom. Or: how i learned to stop worrying and love the revolver.

My tummy hurts.

My tummy hurts. I’m going to check into the cafeteria wing of this hospital.

In hospital.

In hospital. Nephew sick. Sister-in-law worried It’s the consumption.

With mom.

With mom. Wow i missed having these three conversations on repeat.