I didn't go home today. My mother's gonna kill me. I stayed home (as opposed to going home, those of a certain age will understand) with a couple of close friends, made pasta, played cards, got buzzed. Everything's a tradeoff, y'know?
I've made a lot of new friends this year; good friends, I think. So I'm thankful for that. And for family, defined as: Those people who stand by you even when they know damn good and well you're wrong. I hope y'all remember to be thankful for something too, it's more important than you think. Blessed be.
Daring escapes, devious schemes, and questionable morals since 1981