Dedication

Within 24 hours my mother sends me two emails. I reply to one.

"That's the easy one," i told Elsie afterwards on IM.

My mother almost instantly shot back another email inquiring why i hadn't replied to the other email.

"Are you that busy?" She asked.

No, not busy. Just that there are other things i'd rather be doing.

This morning i told her:

It's not easy to reply to your email. It requires a lot of thought.

I swear the woman drains me.

After i finally officially replied, i told Denisse, "The whole time i was wishing i had a screwdriver. The drink, not the tool."

A while ago i told JD, "I don't blame my mother for the way i turned out any more."

"Oh?" Responded JD. "Who do you blame?"

"Myself," said i.

I may revert.