Reading stuff like that always makes me feel kind of lucky. I can't imagine hating my mom. Although, on reflection, I guess I might've answered differently a few years ago. Not living together for a while really helped our relationship, even when we were under the same roof again for a while.
Right now I am cooking food. I'm doing this because friends came over in the middle of the day and we got a little drunk. Which normally I wouldn't mind, except that I'm supposed to be writing a paper on why (relative to a set of articles we've read for the class) it's important to consider sexuality as a multidimensional characteristic.
So I'm going to eat and have some coffee and reread said articles and hopefully by the time that happens I'll be less tipsy and able to organize my thoughts.
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Like carnivores to carnal pleasures, so were we to desperate measures...
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