I am updating my journal. I am a computer geek. Well, Heathyr, as you are the only one that is reading this, here's life: Work is spastastic, we have lost 3 people in the past week, so therefore I have to pick up all the slack. It sucks balls. I haven't heard from Mom. I'm pretty pissed. Let's change that to ragingly betrayed and thrown against a fucking wall. If you know why, I am mad at you, too. If you don't know why.. I'm sure you can figure it out... let's just say Lyss had a special friend at the zoo with her. And at McDonald's. And probably at the house. She couldn't have lied to me more. How is it that I'm supposed to trust her again? And of course on the other hand she is a saint for going to NOLA I love her blah blah blah. She makes it hard to make up with her and trust her. She makes things very hard. So I heard FERD tried to kick you out. And then you told him it was Mom's house. Fuck yes it is. I find comfort in the fact that he will die within the next 5-10 years. I just hope she will come to her senses and see what he really is and get out of there first. Anyway, how's the job hunt? Heard anything about Brad's restaurant? Oh yeah, how do you like my profile? I made it just for you. (c: Call me
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I'll call you later on today after my eval.