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so unemployment totally agrees with me. i have spent the most blissed out week, drinking and laying by the pool. if i was in the bahamas or mexico instead of richmond, it'd be darn near perfect.. but beggars can't be choosers.
Ive been going through books like potato chips, and playing my guitar for hours. really the only thing that sucks is not having much money. luckily my pool membership, and the kids' camp and all, is already paid for.
I invented a fabulous rum drink... i use that sailor jerry navy rum, in a little fancy glass, with a little marachino cherry juice, and some cherry syrup. the syrup settles at the bottom, and the marachino juice in the middle, so it looks real pretty and layered. and the kids are downstairs because I'm smoking the last of my expensive cigars. sigh.
i made the call to my mom today, finally, to fess up about my bad fortune. as expected i got the whole lecture about how the company was 'bad' and i'm better off now, but i need to get rid of my landline and my premium cable... and then once i finally got off the phone she called back 2 more times with 'ideas' i am sure, but i didnt pick up the phone.
i think i'm more stressed than i want to admit. my super violent dreams are back, and that's no fun. last night was a humdinger.... my mom morphed into some kind of demon-thing, my kids disappeared, and i was throwing up metal gears and wires with colored plastic tags on them. bleh.
Ive been going through books like potato chips, and playing my guitar for hours. really the only thing that sucks is not having much money. luckily my pool membership, and the kids' camp and all, is already paid for.
I invented a fabulous rum drink... i use that sailor jerry navy rum, in a little fancy glass, with a little marachino cherry juice, and some cherry syrup. the syrup settles at the bottom, and the marachino juice in the middle, so it looks real pretty and layered. and the kids are downstairs because I'm smoking the last of my expensive cigars. sigh.
i made the call to my mom today, finally, to fess up about my bad fortune. as expected i got the whole lecture about how the company was 'bad' and i'm better off now, but i need to get rid of my landline and my premium cable... and then once i finally got off the phone she called back 2 more times with 'ideas' i am sure, but i didnt pick up the phone.
i think i'm more stressed than i want to admit. my super violent dreams are back, and that's no fun. last night was a humdinger.... my mom morphed into some kind of demon-thing, my kids disappeared, and i was throwing up metal gears and wires with colored plastic tags on them. bleh.