just last night i was reminded of just how bad it had gotten and just how sick i had become. But it could change with this relationship. De-derange, we've all been through some shit, and if we're a thing i think this thing's begun.
Yeah, it's been a (really long) while, but i still love me some Violent Femmes.
oh yeah, I had a really nice time in Houston this weekend. I saw Nadine(!), the lovely Annabelle, rKane and associates, and (of course) the ever hospitable Trudeaus, featuring their new(ish) home; which was lovely, despite the crazy, foot-attacking cat, and Chloe who had the good grace not to bark her head off at me. And, of course the family of the hour was Los Chavez who, by way of making me feel welcome, put me to work immediately, and pulled off a wonderful all-adult gathering, which, i hope, was a breath of fresh air for a hard-working, care-taking atomic family unit; the likes of which our benighted country is sorely in use of.
PS: i think i pretty much suck at grammar and punctuation, yet revel in how i am reminded why i am glad i do not live in Houston.