So I got another email last night from the same guy. It basically said "I know you wrote me a reply, but I am too high and mighty to read it. You are wrong, I am right, give me my money." What a dickhole. The more I get angry about this the more vulgar I have been.
My parents are going out of town again soon. I'm not sure when, because when they mentioned it I really wasn't paying attention. It's not that I didn't care, it's that I didn't care. I like having whole weekends to my self, it's nice.
This sunday is my birthday. I expect to have hundreds of dollars delivered to me by strippers. That would be awesome. Of course the reality is that I expect to go out with my family to eat at the best Italian place ever. BUCA DI BEPPO. YAY!! I love Buca, it makes my tummy happy.