say something about ... yourself!

Ugh, my sister just told me that my mom and my stepdad are considering becoming foster parents for a little baby. Ugh ugh ugh. I do not want to come home to a screaming little runt. If they do this, I'ma stay at my dads a lot more when I'm home in RI.
 
Managed to get through the wedding reception tonight thanks to Cara, Derick, Stephanie, and a few heaping helpings of scotch and wine. Goat wine!

David really should have been at the party, there were three tards that needed tending to. And three children that never SHUT THE FUCK UP and throw bricks at each other. I'm so fucking glad I don't have children.