are you going to avoid going home now just to not have to deal with her?

you should run away.

I had a feeling you were lingering.

and you sound like a spoiled brat. you make me proud.

no you sound like you're going to throw a total hissy fit when you get home.

oh too bad we can't simultenously leer at each other!

no seriously it sounds like you'll be doing some serious blackmail to get your way.

I don't know if it's necessarily an immature thing to do what you plan.

but I guess in an ideal worldm you'd have a nice calm talk about your concerns.

honestly though I'd probably throw and break things, so am I to tell you what's proper behavior.

don't kill her.

if this is how it is every summer then resolve your issues in whatever way it's worked before.

where the hell do you stay?

well getting kicked out is really not the goal this time, though.

I have to get back to doing a project for my moms.

I guess I'll chat with you whenever you loaf around a cafe next.

I made a ben voodoo doll.

I'm going to pin it with some needles.

*pokes eyes out first*

...I accidentally poked my own eyes out...

whatever happened with your moms yesterday?

did she give you a good beating with a wooden paddle?

GREAT MUSIC, GREAT LOCATION- I love both Nuetral Milk Hotel and Easttown- what are you doing back in GR?

Where the hell is DC?

well well well...

what a turn-around.

you must have had a mature conversation with her...(?)

p.s. is she cool with a pizza delivery gig?

wonderful. I hope this leads to a glorious summer with lots and lots of cash (rules everything around me).

is it grab the money or get the money...dolla' dolla' bill y'all...?

just got back from my class. keep on keepin' on.

p.s. tell your mom to get internet at home. geez. they can afford it can't they?

<3

*leaves a message*

sax-uh-muh-phooooooooone, sax-uh-muh-phoooooone.

hey pimp.

keep me updated on the whole 'I hate my mom' saga.

p.s. can you email me your new mailing addy? I have something to send you.

<3

why haven't I received that email yet? the one with your snail mail addy?

oh yeah. I know why. because you've become internet-disabled. ha. ha. ha.

no diggity...

I swear, when 'Sheed almost called that Time Out I started to puke.

God that game hurt.

if I order pizza from where you work, do you think you could deliver it all the way over here?