Absinthe
Well, this time of year has me stressed out as usual. My Mom and I are not getting along because I no longer give her any control over my life. MOM, I'm 35, get over it! I actually hung up on her the other day. It's sad, because she was starting to gain my trust again and then she pulls the carpet out from under me. I really thought she was changing.
My Dad totally understands where I am coming from, thank goodness. But he lives with her, he knows all about her.
He came to my apartment to exchange gifts which was really cool of him.
My Mom put in a x-mas card and all she wrote had to do with the year and I quote, her shitty year! My year wasn't exactly a peice of cake but that's life...that's what makes living challenging and fun.
Anyway, I was reading my card out loud and then stopped because it was so negative. I walked to the garbage can and toss that fucking peice of shit she wrote. MERRY PAGANIST!
My Dad laughed!!!!At least he has a sense of humor.
This time of the year, I really miss my brother. I wish I could reach out and hold his hand. Listen to AC/DC and smoke some weed and then watch some Cheech and Chong and laugh our asses off. I love you little brother! I hope you are happy where you are!
Well the stress of everything has me on the hunt for The Green Fairy! Absinthe! I want to start brewing my own because its pretty expensive. The ingredients are hard to come by...but I know I will get there.
I have some really kewl and exciting news...I am getting into the private investigators union. They train on the job and you get pay as you go. I am pretty excited. My fibromyalgia put a damper on my becoming a C.O. but investigating is too easy for me. That's actually my nickname around the house. The Investigator...that's who I am.
Ciao Ciao for now!
My Dad totally understands where I am coming from, thank goodness. But he lives with her, he knows all about her.
He came to my apartment to exchange gifts which was really cool of him.
My Mom put in a x-mas card and all she wrote had to do with the year and I quote, her shitty year! My year wasn't exactly a peice of cake but that's life...that's what makes living challenging and fun.
Anyway, I was reading my card out loud and then stopped because it was so negative. I walked to the garbage can and toss that fucking peice of shit she wrote. MERRY PAGANIST!
My Dad laughed!!!!At least he has a sense of humor.
This time of the year, I really miss my brother. I wish I could reach out and hold his hand. Listen to AC/DC and smoke some weed and then watch some Cheech and Chong and laugh our asses off. I love you little brother! I hope you are happy where you are!
Well the stress of everything has me on the hunt for The Green Fairy! Absinthe! I want to start brewing my own because its pretty expensive. The ingredients are hard to come by...but I know I will get there.
I have some really kewl and exciting news...I am getting into the private investigators union. They train on the job and you get pay as you go. I am pretty excited. My fibromyalgia put a damper on my becoming a C.O. but investigating is too easy for me. That's actually my nickname around the house. The Investigator...that's who I am.
Ciao Ciao for now!