Thursday, November 21, 2013

How Cute

I'm watching "Ellen" from 1994.  Something my dad does that Ellen doesn't for some reason is he walks in like her friend or mate does with an alcohol like it's a new accepted thing, thought it was like 1988, like we're ruining our bodies and it means we trust each other because it'll make yours truly feel bad.  Though, today, I kinda wanna drink, just too much of a hassle keeping track of things, don't need to start.  I used to wanna do it for the record.