in other news, my dad wants me to tell him where we’re eating for my birthday. which isn’t for like three more months because it’s at the same time as my university’s graduation day.
i’m just trying to make it day to day. so heather, connie, and whoever else wants to come, where ya wanna eat on my bday? except wait no connie you’re graduating so fuck we’ll do it the day before my birthday
having a wonderfully gifted and kind sister who is willing to edit a paper that was started with caffeine jitters, nodding off, and distaste for the prompts, and creating into a functional analysis is the best. i suggest everyone get such a sister.