I call my sweet sister to say an early "happy birthday", knowing in a few days when the time has come, I will forget to call.

I find I have remembered wrongly and am, in fact, 8 days late.

What an ass I am. She seems to love me nonetheless.

and what a lovely jam she makes!

The young silly

The young silly calls me in a panic

I'm going to fail, she wails,

I revel in the idea of her having to, for once, find self-love in the face of academic disappointment.

She attempts to preserve her prestine academic pedestal by covering it with BS

oh how funny she is...

brrrr