When people talk about how I'm so disconnected from my friends and family, have low expectations and such, I like to point to the fact that I'm an only child but neither of my parents can manage to remember when my birthday is. And then I walk away, chugging from a bottle of wine a la Jessica Chastain:
It would be sad, but at 43 years old it's just comically stupid at this point.
No comments:
Post a Comment