Live your life with a compassion you can be proud of.

We had a party at our house on Saturday night for BJ's birthday. He was an immature dick. We got in a verbal brawl. I won. He apologized. I apologized. I would type out the details but it's really not even worth it. But the cupcakes I made were delicious and our house was full of pink and black balloons, which is always a good thing.