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what to say.
Craig came the other day and we had a blast. I took him and his friend to hooters for dinner, and I was so stuffed I couldnt finish my burger so I brought it to the homeless guy by the Duane Reade at columbus circle. We headed down to the village, got a little lost, got a little drunk, came home watched Breakfast Club. We had breakfast at Ihop the next day..decided it would more appropriately be called hoip and more fun-ly be called IHoip. We had a blast, we didnt have that uncomfortable catching up we-haven't-seen-each-other-in-three-years-thing. We just went right back into making fun of each other haha I miss him. I think in another life he & i could have made a wonderful couple but instead I'm lucky to have him as a friend, he's like a brother to me and I hope I can get down to Philly to hang out with him again soon.
I went upstate to be with mike a few days ago. He took me out to a fancy dinner at a fancy hibachi place. We dressed up and acted like adults, it was soooo good and fun and wonderful. The next day we figured out the schedule of our bahamas trip that I won. I still can't believe it. I WON a trip to the bahamas. fuck. I can't wait.
Yesterday at work I got a call from my aunt and apparently something happened with my dads feeding tube. It came dislodged and instead of pumping the liquid nutrition he was getting into his stomach, it was just pumping into his body. I think they caught it pretty early but they had to take him into surgery and they first suctioned him out(using something I can only compare to those thing they use at the dentists to suction your mouth) then they put in a cleaning solution and flushed him out and did that until the solution ran clear. I guess it was a very simple procedure but I was freaking out when I was at work, I was really worried. I texted my mom and told her and she called all concerned and after LAST time I was like "i'm glad to see you care" and she got pissed and said she didnt know what I wanted from her and I told her I couldnt tlak to her about it and i'd call her back. I did after work and she didnt listen to a word I said. I cant even get into some of the fucked up excuses she had. I called my grandma after and spoke to her bc I knew she'd listen. She said she'd speak to my mom today because maybe she'd listen to her. I think in a situation like this she needs to just be more forgiving of my temper and think of my feelings a bit more when she speaks. You know who would be the perfect person to talk to all of this about? my dad. He is so good at calming me down and helping me understand my mothers stupidity.
I miss him so much. I just want him to wake up.
On a completely unrelated topic...I was so scared I wasnt gonna make rent this month. I was at work talking about it and I almost asked my boss for a loan. I called my mom the other day to ask for a little help which I hate doing because we're ALL poor. I told her if she could only afford 15 bucks only put in 15 bucks. The following morning I went to the bank to deposit my tips from the night before....now my rent is 550, after my deposit I had(drumroll please)
$550.85
wtf!
i'm fucked.
Two exciting things, if nothing else, rachel gilmours probably getting a job at my job
and
there is a bowling alley in harlem
Speaking of Gilmour. She went to Costa Rica and is now questioning whether or not she wants to be in the city right now which I totally understand. I've always wanted to be here but that part of me that needs nature will be perpetually unfulfilled, but if i try to satisfy that part, the part that needs art and theater will be left dry. I get it Rae, I get it.
Craig came the other day and we had a blast. I took him and his friend to hooters for dinner, and I was so stuffed I couldnt finish my burger so I brought it to the homeless guy by the Duane Reade at columbus circle. We headed down to the village, got a little lost, got a little drunk, came home watched Breakfast Club. We had breakfast at Ihop the next day..decided it would more appropriately be called hoip and more fun-ly be called IHoip. We had a blast, we didnt have that uncomfortable catching up we-haven't-seen-each-other-in-three-years-thing. We just went right back into making fun of each other haha I miss him. I think in another life he & i could have made a wonderful couple but instead I'm lucky to have him as a friend, he's like a brother to me and I hope I can get down to Philly to hang out with him again soon.
I went upstate to be with mike a few days ago. He took me out to a fancy dinner at a fancy hibachi place. We dressed up and acted like adults, it was soooo good and fun and wonderful. The next day we figured out the schedule of our bahamas trip that I won. I still can't believe it. I WON a trip to the bahamas. fuck. I can't wait.
Yesterday at work I got a call from my aunt and apparently something happened with my dads feeding tube. It came dislodged and instead of pumping the liquid nutrition he was getting into his stomach, it was just pumping into his body. I think they caught it pretty early but they had to take him into surgery and they first suctioned him out(using something I can only compare to those thing they use at the dentists to suction your mouth) then they put in a cleaning solution and flushed him out and did that until the solution ran clear. I guess it was a very simple procedure but I was freaking out when I was at work, I was really worried. I texted my mom and told her and she called all concerned and after LAST time I was like "i'm glad to see you care" and she got pissed and said she didnt know what I wanted from her and I told her I couldnt tlak to her about it and i'd call her back. I did after work and she didnt listen to a word I said. I cant even get into some of the fucked up excuses she had. I called my grandma after and spoke to her bc I knew she'd listen. She said she'd speak to my mom today because maybe she'd listen to her. I think in a situation like this she needs to just be more forgiving of my temper and think of my feelings a bit more when she speaks. You know who would be the perfect person to talk to all of this about? my dad. He is so good at calming me down and helping me understand my mothers stupidity.
I miss him so much. I just want him to wake up.
On a completely unrelated topic...I was so scared I wasnt gonna make rent this month. I was at work talking about it and I almost asked my boss for a loan. I called my mom the other day to ask for a little help which I hate doing because we're ALL poor. I told her if she could only afford 15 bucks only put in 15 bucks. The following morning I went to the bank to deposit my tips from the night before....now my rent is 550, after my deposit I had(drumroll please)
$550.85
wtf!
i'm fucked.
Two exciting things, if nothing else, rachel gilmours probably getting a job at my job
and
there is a bowling alley in harlem
Speaking of Gilmour. She went to Costa Rica and is now questioning whether or not she wants to be in the city right now which I totally understand. I've always wanted to be here but that part of me that needs nature will be perpetually unfulfilled, but if i try to satisfy that part, the part that needs art and theater will be left dry. I get it Rae, I get it.