My mom calls me like every couple of hours knowing i'm staying alone. Too bad Dad is out of town and she decided to spend the night out in oxnard to see some jazz band from new york, with her fuck-buddy boyfriend in tow no doubt.
It's like leave me alone one night and god forbid i burn the house down!
She calls and leaves a message telling my mom i got a 45% on some test i know i got a 79% on. Now i have to go into the Jesus Den and defend myself. Good thing i still have that test.
A song called "Jesusland" just came up on my itunes random. I believe it is a sign.