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current / archive / pictures / guestbook / email / profile 2002-01-04 12:54 a.m. In my holiday stay at "Casa de la Sara's Parents," the being of whom I was birthed and raised woke me upon her return from the grocery store to pleasantly inform me of her purchasing five donuts, one for me to consume each morning of my brief period of residence. Did I have the heart to yell, "I've hated donuts since birth, you stupid fuck"?... of course not. But rather, I've been gradually throwing them out, day by day, as to not draw to her attention to her failure as a parent. What's next? She'll take me to a Tom Hanks flick, forgetting that I enjoy quality? |