phone camera is no comparison to my old xti.

the apple of my eye, the knife in my side, the peanut butter to my jelly, the hitler to my germany, the pounding headache above my brow - molly.

you must try the tofu tacos... if! you are fond of tofu, of course. i went with candice and jade and then came back four hours later with joe to try the burritos. greazy goodness. i'm down for a kimchi quesadilla.

little aiden. i love you but your mom's a cunt. do you want to hear the things i shout at him when i see him? it goes something like this every time: aiiidddddydoodooo!hiii chubscout. youre fat, youre fat but i love you. you look like your mom and that kind of stinks but you look like daddy too so i love you the mostest. ian and i will take good care of you and save you from becoming the tightwad that is your mother. look at your fat little feet *puts his foot in my mouth* uggh youre so cute i want to SPANK YOU. (so i do) *aiden starts to cry, ian and i laugh* this, my friends, is how it is in my family. giving too much love and then the baby leaving in tears. love it.

rasberry vodka + monsters = too drunk to fuck.