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Mothers' Day

No, I did not get her a card. I do not support corporate holidays. It's enough to spend the day with the elderly woman who birthed me, whom I am not very fond of. I pretend to love her every other day of the year; today, I endure prolonged time in her presence. You're welcome, society...
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May 13, 2012
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