July 9, 2006

still so immature

the sign at the entrance to the edinboro inn says, "welcome retreads!"
apparently i'm way too childish to understand who's in town.

July 3, 2006

how far a little common sense can go

it's after 10 p.m. on a monday. your toddler is standing in the child's seat, listlessly punching you in the arm as you and your pregnant stomach wait for service.
you're wearing a white, embroidered spaghetti-strap top over a tight black wife beater, and your sister has the greasiest hair imaginable.
where are you?
(i think i gave it away.)