My Sister

I don't know how I plan to write a decent cheerful post when my head hurts and I feel like throwing up.

Liz and I played tonight. We ate crappy fast food and listened to goofy songs she downloaded from the internet and then we watched American Beauty. That is not the first time I have seen the movie, but it meant a little more this time, seeing it.

I don't know why we don't hang out more than we do. Oh, I know why. Because I am a deadbeat friend who doesn't return phonecalls or emails.