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I just talked to Tim and I have been informed that Jon is in a metal rehab joint. He made me swear not to tell anyone, and so far so good. Haven't told a soul. He said that Jon's birthday is coming up, and i really want to go visit him and offer my support, but then Jon would know that Tim told me, and of course, I am not supposed to know anything. I swear I just saw Jon a couple of months ago, and he seemed just fine. I still find myself thinking about him a lot these days. I miss him. He was arrogant, cocky, a nuisance, smartass, and . . . . . . . a really good friend. I wanted to strangle him more than hug him, but he was always so kind and patient with me. Since he left the hotel I haven't really seen him much, perhaps here or there, but I feel really bad that he has got issues and there is nothing I can do about it. Hell he would shit a brick if he knew that I know.
Tim wouldn't even go visit his brother and i about bitch-slapped him. Granted it's probably none of my business, but if your bro is locked up and shit, his birthday and the holidays are the days where it hurts the worst you know? Perhaps my ranting and bitching him out did some good though, maybe I got him to change his mind. I dunno, I'll ask him tomorrow when I see him.
The holidays are coming up fast, and I am soooooo excited to start my holiday shopping. Gifts for everyone! And good gifts this year too, well except for the people who I have to pretend to like and stuff for various reasons, you all get gift cards. That means that I care enough to give, but I don't give a shit what you get. God I love the holidays! But damn is it cold outside! If we had any moisture in the air it would be snowing it's ass off. Alas, I have to deal with the wind and all that does is drop the wind chill down even further.
I have already RSVP'd to my family for Thanksgiving, and I think I shall make some chocolate pies, and massive amounts of cookies for the occasion. Then on Black Friday, I am supposed to get up at 2 a.m. and pick up my step-mother so we can shop and bully our way through check-out lines to get the best holiday sales. Hell, she's only like 5' nothing, someone has to protect her from the massive hordes of geriatric old ladies with too little time, and too much credit! I will kick some old lady ass over the new Tickle-Me-Elmo doll this year. My sister has put it on the top of her Christmas List, and will be heartbroken if Santa doesn't get it for her. She even left him a three page letter telling him how much of a good girl she has been this year. Kids are soooooooo cute!
Hell, I have been such a badass this year (not to mention a complete bitch), that I will probably get deer shit in my stocking. More power to the fat man then, because he will have just provided the right ammunition to throw at my family during our annual holdiay meltdown debacle. Did I mention that I love the holidays? lol
Tim wouldn't even go visit his brother and i about bitch-slapped him. Granted it's probably none of my business, but if your bro is locked up and shit, his birthday and the holidays are the days where it hurts the worst you know? Perhaps my ranting and bitching him out did some good though, maybe I got him to change his mind. I dunno, I'll ask him tomorrow when I see him.
The holidays are coming up fast, and I am soooooo excited to start my holiday shopping. Gifts for everyone! And good gifts this year too, well except for the people who I have to pretend to like and stuff for various reasons, you all get gift cards. That means that I care enough to give, but I don't give a shit what you get. God I love the holidays! But damn is it cold outside! If we had any moisture in the air it would be snowing it's ass off. Alas, I have to deal with the wind and all that does is drop the wind chill down even further.
I have already RSVP'd to my family for Thanksgiving, and I think I shall make some chocolate pies, and massive amounts of cookies for the occasion. Then on Black Friday, I am supposed to get up at 2 a.m. and pick up my step-mother so we can shop and bully our way through check-out lines to get the best holiday sales. Hell, she's only like 5' nothing, someone has to protect her from the massive hordes of geriatric old ladies with too little time, and too much credit! I will kick some old lady ass over the new Tickle-Me-Elmo doll this year. My sister has put it on the top of her Christmas List, and will be heartbroken if Santa doesn't get it for her. She even left him a three page letter telling him how much of a good girl she has been this year. Kids are soooooooo cute!
Hell, I have been such a badass this year (not to mention a complete bitch), that I will probably get deer shit in my stocking. More power to the fat man then, because he will have just provided the right ammunition to throw at my family during our annual holdiay meltdown debacle. Did I mention that I love the holidays? lol