What a Day
O my gosh. Talk about your bad day. I'm sitting here as we speak with Zoie and Dizzy locked in the car. Dizzy's dumb ass locked the doors when I turned to run off some big dogs and they are stuck in there with my calling card, keys, purse, and Jay's lunch. I called my mom, a bunch of shit has been going on between me and her since she fucked me over on my car, and since she wouldn't release my student aid loan check to me, it's gonna take forever to get here through the mail. Then to boot, my dad told me I was the most irresponsible kid he had ever seen. Instead of helping me, he jumped my shit. Well, this is wonderful. I'm so stressed out that today being the one year mark for me and Jay doesn't really matter. Omg, I think after they get my locks popped, I'm going to sleep for a while. Well Jo, our cell phones are off for the moment, but hopefully here in the next week thay'll be on, and I'll give you a call, but since you're doing some soul searching over Mississippi, why don't you consider GCCC or FSUPC, out here with me? I think it would be rock awesome to have you around here to get into trouble with. If you're curious about the college out here check out gulfcoast.edu, that will tell you about all their programs. You're welcome out here 24/7/365! Love ya!