Fuck New Mexico (Sorry New Mexicans, it’s not personal).
How do people manage to be so ridiculous? I really don’t understand anything…bb’s little brain can’t possibly take all of this stress…he’s just a baby. Plus, he’s not going to be able to forget this stuff for much longer. Kindergarten is where my memories start, and I remember stuff clear as day even though it happened twelve years ago. Cuckoo bananas is going to mess him up when he’s perfect…just another thing to add to my list of reasons for not getting married.
I can not even fathom.