Procrastination did something good for me, for once. Learned a thing or two about Renard Queenston, and I can say for damn sure I'm glad I haven't gotten to buying any of their stuff lately. I was so late with learning this, but hell, better late than never. Sad, too. They did actually make good music. But hey, good news is that I never ended up supporting them due to a stupid bad habit.
On top of that... My mom talked to me on the phone today. Now, I have had problems with my mom for years. A mix of my own stubbornness and her negligence, though her negligence seemed to spawn my stubbornness for the most part (but I easily could have recognized it myself and worked on it beforehand). However, today, I talked to her after wishing my siblings a Merry Christmas and all that, and well... She broke down. In tears. And in it? She owned up to and apologized for her actions in the past as well as all the misinterpretations of actions from both my father and I. But, she actually apologized for all of it. She's never even
admitted to doing those things in the past, but now not only does she say she did, but she actually apologized. I think she was a little tipsy but... That probably adds a little validity. Since drunk words are sober thoughts, as they say. Even still, he damn near choking tears sound sincere in themselves so... I'm calling on New Year's Eve, and once my truck is fixed, I'm heading out to visit, since the invitation has been extended.