yesterday i heard that everyone was possibly insane, in a world that's become undone
My father was caught finally about a couple months ago, after skipping out on bail more than two years ago. After spending a month in jail, the prosecutors, taking pity perhaps on his delusional nature, released him and agreed to pay for him to go to three classes a week at the community college. A man who was arrested for carrying a concealed weapon in a public park, who skated out on bail three times, who insists to anyone who will listen that the Freemasons and Rosecrucians are trying to frame him for the Oklahoma City Bombing to silence his devestating knowledge of who the powers behind the throne of England are. If they'd asked me, I could've told the court how he fired a blank from a handgun at my brother. How he hit me in the face with a can of soup when I was five, and then taped my mouth shut to silence my bawling. How he tried to strangle me for insinuating that he was off his rocker. How we lived in a car for my entire childhood to escape the vast conspiracy that pursued him. How he thought I was a spy for the homosexual agenda when I was 14, reporting all his actions to my superiors even though he never let me out of his sight. How he was convinced that people were "symbolizing" various messages on their license plates, and how a vast online network of informants kept track of his movements moment by moment for the Illuminati. How he lived with his mother until he was 46, forcing her to work at a cafeteria so he could leech money from her, and only stopped then because the house had burned down around us. How he has never held a job longer than six months his entire life, and worked a total of six weeks between 1984 and 2001. How he quit his job at a Mitsubishi dealership and quit another job as a landscaper in Phoenix, Arizona, after a few months because his employers were in on the conspiracy against him. But no one asked me, so I guess my opinion doesn't matter.
What really frustrates me, though, is learning I didn't have to sign away four years of my life in the military to get free college. All I had to do was carry a deadly weapon in a public place and then run from justice for two years. Silly me, how much simpler could it be? And here I had to make a big production of it and run the continuing risk of getting deployed. This inspires me to steal an M-16 and go AWOL. Hey, I can't lose! Maybe if I go to Idaho and hole up in the mountains for a few years they'll hand me a Yale degree. They give those out to just about anyone these days. Maybe it'll be my first step on the road to the presidency -- an AWOL stint is almost mandatory for that office nowadays.
But yeah. I'm going to work anyway tomorrow. Knowing how the world really works is nothing if you're not brave enough to capitalize on that knowledge. Which means I have to get crackin' on preparations before it gets too late tonight.
Jen wants to go to the B&N to apply for a job tonight. Retail is worlds away from what she wants to do, but the hospitals haven't responded to her applications yet, and we'll need the second income at least temporarily if we want to finance holiday-season junkets. I'll only have about fifteen days of leave to take by the time December gets here, but she's calculating the logistics of going to NY around Thanksgiving and Ohio around Solsticetime. By air, if we reserve now, that would amount to $800 or so... just about all I have left in my account after a couple months of newliwed tomfoolery. Why, Ruby Tuesdays, why? *cries*
What really frustrates me, though, is learning I didn't have to sign away four years of my life in the military to get free college. All I had to do was carry a deadly weapon in a public place and then run from justice for two years. Silly me, how much simpler could it be? And here I had to make a big production of it and run the continuing risk of getting deployed. This inspires me to steal an M-16 and go AWOL. Hey, I can't lose! Maybe if I go to Idaho and hole up in the mountains for a few years they'll hand me a Yale degree. They give those out to just about anyone these days. Maybe it'll be my first step on the road to the presidency -- an AWOL stint is almost mandatory for that office nowadays.
But yeah. I'm going to work anyway tomorrow. Knowing how the world really works is nothing if you're not brave enough to capitalize on that knowledge. Which means I have to get crackin' on preparations before it gets too late tonight.
Jen wants to go to the B&N to apply for a job tonight. Retail is worlds away from what she wants to do, but the hospitals haven't responded to her applications yet, and we'll need the second income at least temporarily if we want to finance holiday-season junkets. I'll only have about fifteen days of leave to take by the time December gets here, but she's calculating the logistics of going to NY around Thanksgiving and Ohio around Solsticetime. By air, if we reserve now, that would amount to $800 or so... just about all I have left in my account after a couple months of newliwed tomfoolery. Why, Ruby Tuesdays, why? *cries*