"Oh Kenny Boy. The Feds, the Feds are calling."
what a insane break. the first week i did nothing but christmas hoopla then like monday kicked in and i was all over the place i didnt' even have a minute to think to myself. there are all these ppl from sicily and i've been busy with them. i babysat alessandra that was one hell of a work out for my arms. i'd wake up at noon and then BAM! something new. and oh yeah i was lost in detroit for an hour looking for hard rock cafe i swear my friend teresa has no idea where she's going half of the time. her cousin from sicily was here and we were taking him to the DIA and science center then he wanted some shirts from hard rock and we were stuck cruisin in a mustang in the side streets of detroit on a dark and foggy night not fun oh well we found our beloved hard rock and got home safe. anywho new years was alright went to dinner over my dad's friends house then hung out with my girls and we did stood things like dancing dirty on the tables and counter tops oh well. then i come home around like 1am and i go to bed then its 2:45am i hear my phone ring and i race across the bedroom to get my phone in time and i didn't recognize the number i pick it up and it was a man. he goes hey. im like heyy happy new year. then im like who is this and i thought he said stan and im thinking to myself wow i do not know any stans and im like whoo then he said dan. im like well that fucking helps me i know 10,000 dans and he's like petz and im like OMGOSH!!! he's like yeah im chillin here and i was calling people but i was going backwards in my phonebook and you were first. i must say i felt special bc no one called me on new years and i was touched bc i have not talked to petz in a long ass time and i must say im going to definately give him a call one day.