On the way back from my aunt’s, we stopped at Best Buy and my mom and I got brand new MacBooks.

I’m on mine, it’s 1:40 a.m.

And um…I’m like, totally flabbergasted. I never in my wildest dreams thought I’d own a MacBook. And now it’s mine. My mom is fucking awesome!

And it sort of makes the whole year’s struggle against poverty and hell worthwhile.

I’m in my aunt’s kitchen rocking out to Gwen Stefani and this French duo called Justice that sounds eerily like a more danceable and less pretentious version of Daft punk.

We went to this awesome beach yesterday (not as good as Wildwood, but it was OK.

Well, we’re about to leave, so I should go. I should have brought my computer.