I'd rather stay a child and keep my self respect if being an adult means being like you
A whole lot of people are mad at me right now. Mostly about "he-said-she-said" stuff, nearly all bullshit. However, I do want to apologize to ileen. I am sorry, I should have had better discression. Are we still okay?
I found out the problem with SBC, it seems some dumbass typed my address wrong. So, my neighbor has had my second phone line going into her house for the past two weeks or so. That is also why when people were supposed to come by they didn't, they went to her house. But someone is coming to fix it later today, and I am not going to be charged for the last two weeks, so everything is working out after all.
Things with Jennifer are going quite well. Tomorrow we will have been together for a month, despite everyone else's predictions. She is actually asleep in my bed right now.
Speaking of my bed, I have one now! And my room was quite hot, since Sandra won't let us turn on central A/C, so I installed a fan. Considering I had never done it before and the first thing I did when I opened the box was to throw away the directions (What can I say? I'm a guy.) I think I did a swell job of putting it up. Although there were quite a few spare parts when I was done: whole lot of screws and washers, a couple of rubber things, some weird metal thing that said "mounting bracket"; you think these were important?
Ryan went on a camping trip was gone since Tuesday; he just got back yesterday. He and Sandra are now not only broken up, but he is going to move out. This really sucks, he is a very good friend. However, on the plus side, none of the other people (except Bo-DAMN!) are over here anymore either. Alisa went back to her mom's, and Alisha and Blue-Hair are no longer welcome over here. So perhaps now if I were to get a bottle of Stoley I would be able to actually drink some of it! (long story)
Tomorrow is my Dad's birthday, I am going to the party his wife is throwing him tonight. It should be fun; I like adult parties. I can see how well I can shock all the old people. It is weird, I don't like parties people my age have because I feel like they are all far below my maturity level, but I am too immature for adult parties. Maybe I'm just not a party person. (Although there is supposed to be an open bar, and I love mingling holding a martini. Call me weird. Call me Ishmail. Just call me.)