As is often the case with curios cats such as myself, the mother that shot me out of her vag and into this wide world is quite a character herself. In speaking of my unemployment today, she explained "Shel, the other option is you'd be in school now, spending all the money on food and drinks you already do, PLUS tuition. So save that money, and focus your studies- for free- in getting your Masters in Surviving Life." Good. Point. Mom.
And thus, with words of wisdom from Lucretia McDougal, the My Masters In Surviving Life blog has been created.
To honor her, I shall accompany my first post with the Blood, Sweat and Tears song "Lucretia MacEvil," a song that she is most certain was penned about her after a particularly terrible photo of her was in the local paper during the bands visit to Miami. Enjoy.
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