You know, in retrospect, having gay marriage as a debate topic when I was the only openly gay kid in class was SUPER WEIRD. Imagine if you walked into AP Gov and your teacher pointed at you like, “I don’t think Brian should have health insurance because he sucks. Discuss?”
Marnie: Shane, please, I’m worried about you, you just mope around and drink all day. What about your future?
Shane, horrifically hungover: I don’t want a future! I want to die!
Me, standing in the corner holding an adorable cartoon watering can, under the impression until this very moment that I was playing a lighthearted farming RPG:
could really go for a steaming mug of homemade hot cocoa at an old new england lighthouse in the middle of a stormy night while i stare at the raging sea wistfully right about now