Thursday, February 09, 2006

grammys suck. mothers don't.

i boycotted the grammys last night (read: was asleep).
instead i bought a ticket to the 4/1 NIN vegas show. fuck the grammys. up trent.

question: should i call my grandmother, even if it means i answer the same question five times and she forgets we had a conversation as soon as she hangs up the phone? how will i deal if/when this happens with my mother?

When someone asks you where you came from, the answer is your mother.... When your mother's gone, you've lost your past. It's so much more than love. Even when there's no love, it's so much more than anything else in your life. I did love my mother, but I didn't know how much until she was gone.

-- anna quindlen, One True Thing (261)

i'm very tired.

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