Thursday, December 23, 2004

Home again, Home again, jiggity jig...

I don't know why, but there is an infinite regress that occurs when you enter your parents' home. No matter how old I get, or how mature my evening has been, I still feel like I just snuck in through a window with the remains of Schlitz on my breath and a hickey on my neck.

Christ..I should be so lucky....

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