my mom was religious before she had me and has recently started going back to church again. i went to her house today for easter brunch and she had invited her pastor over to join us. she asked him to say grace maybe to get the blessed-plus action. so i guess i didnt just have pie but HOLY pie. HOLY PIE! when i got home the holiness must have been too much for me because i fell into the slumber of angels and dreamt that i had shaved my head. i think the Lord was showing me what id look like without hair without having to use photoshop. i have received a message from heaven: fedoras are still only for extreme ska enthusiasts. sigh.

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