so tonight i booked the tickets for craddock and my brother. they're flying out in 2 weeks, and i'm gonna ditch work and go to the warriors/ set your goals show with them.
i'm excited this is the first visalia friend i'm gonna see since i left.
my dad's checking himself into rehab next month. sucka. rehab's for quitters.
but its good to know that such an asshole could be that depressed to where he drinks himself to sleep at 2 in the afternoon. serves him right. a lifetime of abuse and shitty fatherhood came back to bite him in the ass.