Pass me the box of wine and a big straw - i just talked to my other aunt for fifteen minutes. I think i have 2 maternal and 2 paternal remaining. Only one, a maternal, is blood related, the others are in-laws. I should probably call the other maternal. The other paternal is in italy.

Wine. Wine. Whine. Theres just nothing there. Come see me. Come live with me. Youre not doing anything. No, im not. But its MINE. Am i weird? A life of ones own.