I learned the word preface sometime last week and have over thunk* every which way to utilize it. Id like to begin today by prefacing to my mother not to read this. I'd like to avoid the shame.

So I tried cocaine the other day, which has lead me to believe this is why I'm sick. I have been all sinuses all week, which sure, could just be a cold. But I'll blame it on the ALCHIE-HALL.


The line was little, admitted. All I wanted to do afterward was call my grandpa and tell him what I had done. I wanted to out myself, sure, but it was more in the hopes that he would be proud. See grandpa used to be a rockstar, he'll always be a rockstar to me actually.

I just made shitty strawberry pie today, I'm clearly not meant to live vicariously through grandpa.

*Practice ebonics,ya know,for fun!