I’m thinking about doing my next Travel Log on witches, but it’s more to form if I do the idea I had about my celebrity interview the highly sexualized Lincoln town car.
So in holiday news, as per usual, my mother and her boss ruined everything. The whole day was shot working for them and ended with an enormous, unprofessional emotional blow-out from them both. My mother is addicted to people who don’t care about her and indifferent/abusive to the people who do, so I’m through with trying to help her. After all the years of macabre BS, I no longer care.
Also, the day after the fourth, Faith and I had fun! We had BBQ chicken, potato salad, soder-pop, and lit fireworks! Yay!
