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before i begin i would like to apologize first hand of the impending cheese of my writing. normally when i write i am on the more dull side. so im trying to switch things up as a recent. so while i normally might say, for example:
"i like cheese sandwiches."
i might instead say:
"cheese sandwiches have ransacked the castle barricading the deepest part of my black black soul"
hows that one for emo goth megan? and now on with the show.................
today.... i accomplished something.
well.. i accomplished officially mooching off my dad. or more so sucking his wallet until it lie twitching, dry, cold, shrivled, and dead on the ground. and this was all at his own will and volition.
i woke up to my phone ringing by fault of my loverly father. he called to tell me that he would like to buy me shoes and perhaps a coupla pairs of pants. even though i was in lawton the day previous, i decided that i was in dire need of shoes, so i found my self solo flying to lawton to retrieve the free glory that awaited. right when getting to lawton i slid on a patch of water and hit an old lady.
just keeping you on your toes.
so i went to my fathers house and we whisked ourselves away to the mall. before we penetrated this heavily populated germ fest of black death i decided to find out how much itll take to add some speakers in my car.
(itll pretty much be a grand for a new deck, two tens, an amp, and factory replacements.)
finally arriving at our intended destination i actually found myself spending some very quality time with my beloved dad. now that ive moved out we've formed an extremely close relationship that only a father and his son could form when both hold a deep respect for each others accomplishments and adulthood. i found some very affordable shoes, and pops even went as far as to buy me two shirts and two pairs of pants.
ive always wondered what a pant would look like... would it be only one leg? people with only one leg should be like "honey could you get my pant."
we make our way home, stopping at waynes for some of their extremely delicious steak fingers, only to end the end find ourselves uncomfortable with the tension surrounding the house with dianes "wtf" attitude.
(if you were in australia you would call it a "wtf mate" attitude.)
so we go to my dads favorite bar to play some pool. now since i kicked his bot ox at pool last time it was only right that i suck horribly this time. and so i did the right thing. my dad "skunked" me. as he so warmly put it with a smile ashing his cigarette on the floor. after 4 rounds we make our way home again.
i found myself on the road 20 min. later trying to enjoy dnb on the way back only to fall victim to thought of the conversation that took place on the same highway just the night before with sophia. thoughts of steak and shake led to thoughts of emily. thoughts of emily collided with incubus songs and the infamous track 11....
so ive decided im going to fl. with or without anyone who wants to come along.
the original plan was to go to cali on spring break, but since there were some complications i have turned my destination around. next stop, tampa, fl. time is currently unconfirmed.
em, youve only been gone 2 months but already im wasting away. i know i will see you again whether far or soon, but i need you to know that i care, and i miss you.
"i like cheese sandwiches."
i might instead say:
"cheese sandwiches have ransacked the castle barricading the deepest part of my black black soul"
hows that one for emo goth megan? and now on with the show.................
today.... i accomplished something.
well.. i accomplished officially mooching off my dad. or more so sucking his wallet until it lie twitching, dry, cold, shrivled, and dead on the ground. and this was all at his own will and volition.
i woke up to my phone ringing by fault of my loverly father. he called to tell me that he would like to buy me shoes and perhaps a coupla pairs of pants. even though i was in lawton the day previous, i decided that i was in dire need of shoes, so i found my self solo flying to lawton to retrieve the free glory that awaited. right when getting to lawton i slid on a patch of water and hit an old lady.
just keeping you on your toes.
so i went to my fathers house and we whisked ourselves away to the mall. before we penetrated this heavily populated germ fest of black death i decided to find out how much itll take to add some speakers in my car.
(itll pretty much be a grand for a new deck, two tens, an amp, and factory replacements.)
finally arriving at our intended destination i actually found myself spending some very quality time with my beloved dad. now that ive moved out we've formed an extremely close relationship that only a father and his son could form when both hold a deep respect for each others accomplishments and adulthood. i found some very affordable shoes, and pops even went as far as to buy me two shirts and two pairs of pants.
ive always wondered what a pant would look like... would it be only one leg? people with only one leg should be like "honey could you get my pant."
we make our way home, stopping at waynes for some of their extremely delicious steak fingers, only to end the end find ourselves uncomfortable with the tension surrounding the house with dianes "wtf" attitude.
(if you were in australia you would call it a "wtf mate" attitude.)
so we go to my dads favorite bar to play some pool. now since i kicked his bot ox at pool last time it was only right that i suck horribly this time. and so i did the right thing. my dad "skunked" me. as he so warmly put it with a smile ashing his cigarette on the floor. after 4 rounds we make our way home again.
i found myself on the road 20 min. later trying to enjoy dnb on the way back only to fall victim to thought of the conversation that took place on the same highway just the night before with sophia. thoughts of steak and shake led to thoughts of emily. thoughts of emily collided with incubus songs and the infamous track 11....
so ive decided im going to fl. with or without anyone who wants to come along.
the original plan was to go to cali on spring break, but since there were some complications i have turned my destination around. next stop, tampa, fl. time is currently unconfirmed.
em, youve only been gone 2 months but already im wasting away. i know i will see you again whether far or soon, but i need you to know that i care, and i miss you.