No card—sorry. The main reasons are: 1) you have been a real smart-ass about the change notices I’ve sent out regarding my move to Houston and 2) I can’t find the fucking card I got for you, or a stamp, or a pen, or my address book, or my toothbrush...And you wonder where I got it from.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
My mother is rude and foul-mouthed
My OCD mother is completely distraught about her recent relocation. It seems everything is not yet "just so." She gives this excuse for not sending Duane a birthday card this year: