oh what i wretched man am i!
sending nothing but an e-card to my dear mother on mother's day.
now, and i know this is irrelevant, but i was all about sending flowers this year.
maybe some brownies or something as well.
but unfortunetly for my mom, i was also all about comic books, movie tickets, and a little cinco de mayo margarita celebration (which incidentally turned out horribly. never trust a drinking novice to make the cocktails.) and so now i have no money to send flowers.
which doubly sucks because my brother is in iraq(mistreating prisoners of war and all that) and has no way of sending her a thing.
which leaves me solely responsible to make my mom glad that she gave birth to us.
and what do i do?
a freakin e-card, man!
i am a bad son.
5:58 p.m. - 2004-05-06
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