Which Reminds Me

Yes, it was amazing to see how Donna is not embarrassed to live in a filthy, dirty dump with her dirty clothes strewn all over the floor. But that is what happens if you will not obey the order of nasty horrid Dutch broomstick Cori, you get deported from there to Donna's Russian hellhole, as if the squalor of clueless Donna would make you feel any better. Um, not really. But life is not a party. Parties are an annoying and frivolously trivial distraction in the serious business of real life. I admit that I have no patience for socializing with stupid party animals. Needless to say.