This statement will make anyone, besides my mother, in my immediate family fall to the floor laughing.
News flash: Never trust ANYBODY.
The only person in this world I have full trust in is my father.
I might be the mother of a bitchy lovebird with a rotting wing. She adores me, though. Almost all of my animals, with only two notables, have been assholes who only like me. I guess I'm going to continue the trend.
I might consider writing a book. Thanks to Hunter for the idea. I'll be sure and put you in the acknowledgements.
I worry a bit about this idea though. I'm pretty sure a lot of people will hate me if I actually write this book. But the way I see it, it's only from my view point, and I pretty much see the world through a black haze of cynicism and pessimism, so it shouldn't really matter to the rest of you apparent optimists who just love EVERYTHING and EVERYONE and EVERY DAY IS A MIRACLE while you run over turtles in your SUVs and backstab the hell out of your friends.
....see what I mean.
Tomorrow: plant burglary.
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