Moo is playing our indefatigable martyr. Orch is playing the brat. You can imagine how well this is not playing out. At least, after hearing O's bull shit argument as to why she is too good to go to the fucking WalMart to get catbox liners, I can safely say she's a lunatic, privileged, spoiled brat. Like I've said for eons. Of course, I'm the petty lunatic in the corner enjoying this phase of her youth, aka, showing her ass.
I am avoiding writing my statement of purpose for mfa. No good! Gotta get that done today. Get it off my mind.
I'm interested in writing family. Everyone's guilty and there are no clean getaways. Guilt, shame, regret. Penitence, patience, humility. Technically: Ekphrasis, childhood, privilege, the uncanny/doppelgangers, unreliable narration of our own lives--inability to be objective.
Currently watching: The Carrie Diaries bc I want to see my honeybuns Samantha Jones.
- Detergent
- unsalted butter
- whole milk
- kosher salt?
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