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I like my new job, but I hate the daily grind.
Alarm...snooze....snooze...snooze....
Hair
Makeup
Clothes
Coffee
Type shit
Mac n cheese
Type more shit
Exercise
Some variation of chicken
Wait for a computer
Fight sleep as long as possible
Sleep
It's hard to focus all day and not continually fuck up. All I wanna do is lay around watching Adult Swim and Cosby Show reruns with Adam like old times, then sleep until 3. Being an adult is lame, but at least I feel like my life is now leading me to something.
Home is chaos. I talked to my sister, she had a fistfight with my niece and they both lost. What dumb cunts, I swear. I'm not preaching to the choir here. There's a difference between throat punching a dirty crackhead purse-stealing hooker and cold-cocking your mom in the eye. That shit is just plain unacceptable.
My dad found his long lost son. We haven't seen or heard from him in about 2 decades, then suddenly my sister sees a plumbing truck with his name on it driving next to her on the freeway. So my dad calls the number and they talk for like two hours and make plans to meet for lunch on Sunday so my dad can meet his grandchildren and shit. I only met this dude once, and I was 8, and he was fixing some pipes at our old house, and I flushed a toilet and he yelled at me. So all I know of this "brother" is that he was a stranger yelling at me. Turns out he cancelled on my dad, which sucked because now my dad's all "FUCK HIM!" and I know the real reason is because he's upset by it. I'm sure it sucks when your dad leaves your mom to be with a new lady and her kids, but this guy is like 50, and his dad's just trying to make ammends before he kicks the bucket...have a heart. I guess I understand both sides though.
The weird part was my dad talking about meeting up with his ex-wife during this whole escapade like that was something to look forward to. All I know about her is that my mom hated her, and really that's all I care to know. Anytime my dad even speaks of her, he refers to her as a "drunken bohemian"...what does that even mean? I dunno, but shit is weird. My dad has a plethora of nice older ladies that would have a fucking breakdance competition if that's what it took to get at him, but he decides to pass on them and pursue the only person I know for certain my mom hated. Nice.
I feel all weird about almost everything, and this year is going by too fast.
I do feel super loved lately though, which is awesome. I know Adam loves me, and he's all amazing about it. And I feel like my family really misses me and that I'm some binding link that keeps the family together and without me there, things feel disjointed. It's a weird cool feeling knowing that you really matter. Especially considering the low I pulled myself out of just a little over a year ago. I'm doing okay. Hope you guys are too.
Alarm...snooze....snooze...snooze....
Hair
Makeup
Clothes
Coffee
Type shit
Mac n cheese
Type more shit
Exercise
Some variation of chicken
Wait for a computer
Fight sleep as long as possible
Sleep
It's hard to focus all day and not continually fuck up. All I wanna do is lay around watching Adult Swim and Cosby Show reruns with Adam like old times, then sleep until 3. Being an adult is lame, but at least I feel like my life is now leading me to something.
Home is chaos. I talked to my sister, she had a fistfight with my niece and they both lost. What dumb cunts, I swear. I'm not preaching to the choir here. There's a difference between throat punching a dirty crackhead purse-stealing hooker and cold-cocking your mom in the eye. That shit is just plain unacceptable.
My dad found his long lost son. We haven't seen or heard from him in about 2 decades, then suddenly my sister sees a plumbing truck with his name on it driving next to her on the freeway. So my dad calls the number and they talk for like two hours and make plans to meet for lunch on Sunday so my dad can meet his grandchildren and shit. I only met this dude once, and I was 8, and he was fixing some pipes at our old house, and I flushed a toilet and he yelled at me. So all I know of this "brother" is that he was a stranger yelling at me. Turns out he cancelled on my dad, which sucked because now my dad's all "FUCK HIM!" and I know the real reason is because he's upset by it. I'm sure it sucks when your dad leaves your mom to be with a new lady and her kids, but this guy is like 50, and his dad's just trying to make ammends before he kicks the bucket...have a heart. I guess I understand both sides though.
The weird part was my dad talking about meeting up with his ex-wife during this whole escapade like that was something to look forward to. All I know about her is that my mom hated her, and really that's all I care to know. Anytime my dad even speaks of her, he refers to her as a "drunken bohemian"...what does that even mean? I dunno, but shit is weird. My dad has a plethora of nice older ladies that would have a fucking breakdance competition if that's what it took to get at him, but he decides to pass on them and pursue the only person I know for certain my mom hated. Nice.
I feel all weird about almost everything, and this year is going by too fast.
I do feel super loved lately though, which is awesome. I know Adam loves me, and he's all amazing about it. And I feel like my family really misses me and that I'm some binding link that keeps the family together and without me there, things feel disjointed. It's a weird cool feeling knowing that you really matter. Especially considering the low I pulled myself out of just a little over a year ago. I'm doing okay. Hope you guys are too.