1 Thurday, April 15

First of all, let me get something straight:

sometimes I wonder if my MOM is BRAIN DEAD. Then there are sometimes when I know she is.

Like yesterday:

I told her to bring me a novel, but when mom went out to buy it she brought a rhyming book.

GREAT!

Then all I need was a jerk to catch me carrying this book around and get the WRONG IDEA.