03.05.03 :: 9:46 am

My mother and I have decided to go to the Bahamas. I told her "All I require is sun, sand, and a strong drink in one hand at all times."

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. The thought of the two of us cavorting in the tropics makes me laugh. I hope she wears that huge, ridiculous straw hat every single day we're there.

Is it fucking April yet?

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