mom_is_on_celexa kss and it's about fucking time. too bad she didn't think of that years ago. Is it possible my childhood development, and subsequent adult personality, have been horribly twisted by a constant emersion in relentless despair and negativity? Perhaps I learned by example that life is pointless, that I shouldn't hope for anything better, and that love cannot be trusted? but why point the finger? what is done is done, and mom always meant well. and now she's learning to be happy. good for her. 030104 ... minnesota_chris :) I had a dream last night where I met King Super Special, and he turned out to be this ten year old kid! It was so funny. 030104 ... yup i had that dream last night too... except, he wasn't 10 and i wasn't asleep 030104 ... kss I'm going to have a dream where I meet myself,and then I give myself a piggy back ride, and then we go drink 40 ouncers and have a head butting contest 030104 ... e vert mumbling and pastiche! getcherass over the bridge and you can meet the adhesive! 030104 what's it to you? who go blather from