'Cause I know where Golden's mind goes.

So, yes, one day left. Till I'm stuck in the house with a pair my mother fondly calls the "testosterone twins." I have actually volunteered to go to work with her. Just to avoid a week with my dad and my brother. Okay, this tag thing is weird. The computer just told me a good tag for my entry would be "Learning how to Drive with my mother." Just to spite them, I'm gonna make my tag "polish luncheons!!!" HA! TAKE THAT!!! Or, maybe, I won't go with my mom! She's nagging me about bring food to FUEL group. Every time I volunteer, (and that's a grand total of TWO times) she practically has a heart attack. Eh, bien. Oublie-le! Je n'aime pas ce! Au revoir!