Oh my its so cold. I hopped in a bus yesterday afternoon to come home to see a friend who flew in from Hong Kong and the welcome was anything but welcoming. I got into the car, mother locked the doors, and started yelling at me for the phone bill. It was glorious. She still doesn't know why it was so high which of course is good. She also tried to do the manipulative guilt trip regarding my reasons for coming home. Oh my family how I adore you and the disfunctionality of it all.

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Tara I'm sorry to hear about that. Things will work out in the end, they always do.