"It's true that a child belongs to its father.  But when a father beats his child, it seeks sympathy in its mother's hut.  A man belongs to his fatherland when things are good and life is sweet.  But when there is sorrow and bitterness he finds refuge in his motherland.  Your mother is there to protect you.  She is buried there.  And that is why we say that mother is supreme.  Is it right that you should bring to your mother a heavy face and refuse to be comforted? Be careful or you may displease the dead.  Your duty is to comfort your wives and children and take them back to your fatherland after seven years.  But if you allow sorrow to weigh you down and kill you, they will all die in exile.  These are now your kinsmen.  You think you are the greatest sufferer in the world? Do you know that men are sometimes banished for life? Do you know that men sometimes lose all their yams and even their children? I had six wives once.  I have none now except that young girl who knows not her right from her left.  Do you know how many children I have buried -- children I begot in my youth and strength? Twenty-two.  I did not hang myself, and I am sill alive.  If you think you are the greatest sufferer in the world ask my daughter how many twins she has borne and thrown away.  Have you not heard the song they sing when a woman dies?
 

                                                            For whom is it well, for whom is it well?
                                                              There is no one for whom it is well.


I have no more to say (134,5)."

This is our giant snowman.  We call him vegan face since his smile is broccoli his nose is an apple his eyes are a pepper and his buttons are brussel sprouts.


This was them.  .  .  quite triumphant.

This was me.

Last night we ran out of heat.  It was fucking freezing, but I was toasty under the covers.  That was unil Jared exclaimed, "Honey I need you to wake up now!" So he went and got a little to  get us through today, but now his fucking mom is bugginh out telling us we can't get a fuel delivery because we don't have enough credit from heap.  Accofding to her we're just supposed to run 5 gallon tanks back and forth for the rest of the winter.  That is such bullshit! People do not really do that! Only in the fucking trailer park. Dude.  .  .  her ghettoness and general lack of concern for doing anything properly fucking kills me sometimes.  She is the definition of a slum lord. I love her but that's word.

Matter fact all the cash I'ma carry it!


I just want it to be summer now. I want school to be over. I want another job so I can make more money to tan more and cop new summer gear even though that's contradictory to my most fundemental beliefs. I'm a hypocrite and I'll be the first to tell you. I just want the sun to be out and have nothing on my agenda. I feel like Office Space...If you had a million $'s what would you do? Absolutely Nothing.

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I got my refund check of $1,650 from school today so I'm cakin' it and no longer sweatin' about the job situation.

I just about died taking boxes into my apartment today. I underestimated the amount of stairs.

relieved