Thanksgiving came and went, not without one of my typical Katrina meltdowns. Other than that it was a quiet holiday. I had the chance to spend the morning with somebody cool --> boring and uncomfortable lunch at my grandmother's house --> small gathering for dinner at my house. This is going to sound totally entitled and whiney, but I am not thankful for anything this year--fuck you all.
My mother cooked a ton of food. Real American Hero.
Pam, Joe, me

MY BOO ON KARAOKE.
...another Friday night spent staying in doing laundry, watching TED talks and posting to a blog that only I read.



I read your blog! :] Big kudos to your mom for the lovely Thanksgiving dinner table full of food. And I love your blue flats!
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