Sunday, June 24, 2007
someone's in the kitchen with cyanide
so my mom is here to help my grandma. she wanted to take her home with her to take care of her, but now my mom is at the edge being driven crazy. she's got the stink eye all of the time and my grandma doesn't believe anyone's sensible answers to her outlandish 'problems'. the assisted living is on the horizon and there's a bad moon on the rise.