Hey again. Had to take a break to eat supper and finish reading what I had to read.

You betcha you'll be my cannasister! I love that! And I'm assuming I'll be yours, too, right? Only I want to be your cannasistah. Just slightly, tastefully ghetto and cool . . . .

My husband finally came home from work and we ate. I nearly gnawed a leaf off the table I was so hungry by the time he got here. He always gets home late on Mondays. Hope you and Slipknot have a good evenin', sweet sister. I've got to go back and study some more. Talk to you later!