Note to white trash family down the street:
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
I had a pretty good today, besides this most recent bout of “Our idea of a family activity is to stand out on the sidewalk, scream at each other and spray the 18-month-old with a hose until he cries.”
I will go into detail later, since I'm trying to convince the baby that a nap would be good so that I can finish writing The Article.*
*Due to the profound effect that it's had on me and my mental wellbeing over the past week I will from now on refer to my article as The Article. I wish there was some way I could get kettle drums to play whenever I wrote it. That would rock.
