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01.26.03 :: 3:30 pm It was a horror movie troika last night on our couch boat. Chips, salsa, "Signs," "Feardotcom," and "Sleepaway Camp III: Teenage Wasteland." And I am first to admit that I am a bg freaking baby and I covered my eyes most of the time. Yes. *** I found this picture I had scanned a while ago. My mother, aunt, and grandparents taking a family portrait circa 1953, looking like something off a movie set.
It's bizarre. You'd think I'd inherit the class and refinement of these people, and yet to know me is to wonder. I'm off to make a bloody mary and finish this pack of cigs. |
