I am done with Christmas, thanks to mom. She paid our grocery bill. That was pretty damn big too. So I was able to finish and for that I am thankful.
I sit here wondering how many times i can talk about ian without A) someone telling me to stfu 2) saying the same thing yet again.
But it’s a daily thing. Still. That’s all. Still a daily thing.
I got MD a present which might make him mad cause we said no gifts, but I feel like I got one already for this phone. Oh well, he’ll get over it.