BED TIME STORY

I have a poopy 10:30am class tomorrow. I hate getting up early like that. I should be in bed now.

I talked to my parents tonight. In one single phone conversation, they reminded me how glad I am that I don’t live with them anymore. Only my parents could turn one simple request into a huge production. I won’t go into the details but I fear for their safety as they are living without either myself or my sister again.

The good news is that I can confirm that my mom does not read my web site. I had a sneaking suspicion she did, but after posting pictures of my mangled thumb, she made no mention of it on the phone. If she only knew my medical experiences were being played out over the Internet.

Well, I’m off to masturbate sleep now.