the police gave her a final date. she has until wednesday. i feel like the person in the backseat of a car driven by a suicide driver. i want it to end.
well, its friday. brad and barb are both at work...im at dads. brad gets off work at 6pm, so i guess i'll use this time to reflect and post on this stupid thing. it helps, tho. im not complaining
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im sitting at the house, trying to figure out if i should fold the last load of clothes now, or tomorrow. i guess that depends on what time it is when i get off here
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so tonight i am going out to big daves outpost with jt and everyone. he changed his yard into something beautiful and bought the vip party swing. anyway, im really not looking foward to the next weekend. i have to work tomorrow through thursday and on tuesday, barb is supposed to move out. or not. lets wait and see.