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May 06, 2006 18:58

And I thought I was fuckin’ done with the whole wakin’ up in marker nonsense. Bitch. Ain’t really sure what that was all supposed to say, ‘cause it smeared all over my pillow. That washable nonsense smudges like whoa, and judgin’ by how quick it came off, that must’ve been it. Awesome. WELL, GREAT START TO MY DAY, NOT GONNA LIE.

Guess I’m just glad we had this weekend off from track--usually I just grab my bag and go. Think I woulda had some explainin’ to do once I got there an’ all...

Anyway. Dad was surprisingly tame last night at the show. Really tame. Sorta worries me when he gets like that, ‘specially ‘cause it usually means he’s tryin’ to think, and that just gets everyone in all sorts of trouble. S’like a time bomb--he’s gotta go off sometime. The commentary woulda been real easy (HEY UH, WOW RUKIA. NICE COSTUME.) but...alright, well he was doin’ the whole double thumbs up the whole time. I forgot about that. And I ain’t really sure whether the $20 to show her a good time was him tryin’ to pay me, or was him sayin’ that maybe I should take her out for dinner. I really don’t know, these days. Fuck this datin’ shit.

Well I took ‘em downtown. My sisters, I mean. It’s their birthday, I guess. Sneaks up on me every year an’ I can’t quite place why. Karin’s turned into a real bitch, so I guess I approve. Yuzu reminds me of...well, anyway, all this time away from the clinic just makes me forget that they’re gonna be graduatin’ soon themselves. How does that even WORK? I dunno. We just chilled, really. Grabbed some lunch. Took a walk. Caught a flick at that beat theater a coupla blocks down (where they play The Godfather every other week).



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