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This week has been pretty damn good so far. I'm not holding my breath for anything that happens in 2 weeks but I am surely hopeful. I went to the wave pool on Tuesday after my doc appointment. That was fantastic, and then we (Emm, Chuck, and myself) watched Shawn of the Dead. Terrific in itself. I hate my job more than usual. I need to find a new job. SOON. But right now it's barely paying the bills. I didn't realize that it's the anniversary of Adam's Dad's death. We were going to go swimming. I worked all night, the new kid is kinda slow, not in the mental sense, but work ethic. He was waiting and waiting and wondering when we got outta there. I just thought to myself, Kid you've got no one to blame but yourself. I came home and buzzed my mohawk off. It feels different and I will say I do miss it. But the feeling of my hand against my hair is incredible. I hope this Mrs. can forgive me. I really hope she's not mad. You gotta please your wife or she'll leave your ass.
I mean its just hair, it'll grow back.
Bed.
I mean its just hair, it'll grow back.
Bed.