Blogged for Abra. No that's not true, blogged for me.

Boob man. Classic.

What do I like about this? All of it.

My dad's punctuation. How fat Sue's cat is. How much Sue likes Charlotte's Web. How much my dad hates cats. How all of these unlikely people in this world of ours just sit around on Facebook.

Yesterday my mom called it "Text Mailing". She is so close.

I borrowed my roommates car so I could donated 8 bags of clothes to the Goodwill on N. 7th, and on my way back, like a dumbass, I parked in a No Standing zone. The car got 3 parking tickets and was towed to the Brooklyn Navy Yard where a woman named Francine Bonafede did her best to make me feel like a dumbass, but the problem was I already felt like a dumbass, so... it just felt redundant.