Last week, I received my first grown-up paycheck. Oh, I had such big plans for that check. Even with taxes and everything, it was going to be enough to live comfortably. We were going to go out to for an expensive dinner and blow the money on ridiculous foods. My treat. Then I received my check. And realized that the government already laid its grubby fingers on my hard work and I had very little money to waste. Suddenly, fasting seemed like a very good idea.
(en route up to Maine)
Moi: Do you want shot gun?
Mother: Uh huh.
Moi: Then why're you getting in the back?
Mother: I don't want it. I said 'uh huh.'
Moi: But 'uh huh' means 'yes,' if you don't want it you say 'nah uh.'
Mother: That's not how I interpret things.
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