G turns to D/ CALL YR MOM

Yesterday G turned to D*, so to speak. But some people don't deserve any credit, or even an edit.

Thursday was one of those nights that make me wonder... "Gee, what if I had just decided to stay home." I didn't. As if Halifax doesn't have enough shitty theatrics-costumes, honey, dancing. Hippy central. Twee. God. That was shitty. Thankfully, Laura was awesome, as usual, and I think she was the only reason I did not have an aneurysm. Due to rage.

Inspired by the events that followed, I wrote a song. Not sure if I will call it Sissy Lollipop or CALL YR MOM. I think it's the best song I've ever written.

When it was all over, it was Friday. Dean Malenkos. Excellent. Everything was excellent.

Got your email CMAN. Thank you. I will write soon!