"If we pull this off we'll eat like kings."
I'm late for work.
The inspections have come through and it turns out my apartment is "SAFE BUT NEEDS REPAIRS." Also, we'll be tented for termites and other wood devouring organisms eventually.
Tented.
So that's my life right now, I guess.
I want a tattoo.
My parents are in Va for my stepfather's brain surgery. They're prepping him today, and he goes under the knife tomorrow. My sister drove them to the airport and she said they were visibly terrified.
I wish that I could be there with them. I wish I had enough dough to buy myself an airline ticket to go up there and sit with my mother while she waits. I'm.. kind of surprised that no one else did. I'm one of five siblings. At least one of us should be doing that shit.
I feel like it should be me. My stepfather pretty much raised me from 11-12 on. I only moved out a year and a half ago.
He's a good guy. I miss him since I moved out.
He takes care of my mother.
My mom has Hep C. My stepfather has started a couple of companies and opened warehouses for pharmaceuticals, even though he's beyond retirement age. The last one he opened though, he opened it under my mother's name. In case he dies, she has her little nestegg. That's the kind of guy he is, and I love that. I want to be that guy sometime. The last thing he wants to do is move them out of their big ass house and into a nice little apartment somewhere so that they won't have to take care of things when hurricanes come, so that she won't have to deal with landscaping and pool cleaning and blah blah when he's gone.
That, friends, is romance.
I haven't worked out in 6 weeks now. I've set a new record for myself.
Chinese coworker Jing say: WHO KILL BILL
Make love to the present, fuck the past.
I'm late for work.
The inspections have come through and it turns out my apartment is "SAFE BUT NEEDS REPAIRS." Also, we'll be tented for termites and other wood devouring organisms eventually.
Tented.
So that's my life right now, I guess.
I want a tattoo.
My parents are in Va for my stepfather's brain surgery. They're prepping him today, and he goes under the knife tomorrow. My sister drove them to the airport and she said they were visibly terrified.
I wish that I could be there with them. I wish I had enough dough to buy myself an airline ticket to go up there and sit with my mother while she waits. I'm.. kind of surprised that no one else did. I'm one of five siblings. At least one of us should be doing that shit.
I feel like it should be me. My stepfather pretty much raised me from 11-12 on. I only moved out a year and a half ago.
He's a good guy. I miss him since I moved out.
He takes care of my mother.
My mom has Hep C. My stepfather has started a couple of companies and opened warehouses for pharmaceuticals, even though he's beyond retirement age. The last one he opened though, he opened it under my mother's name. In case he dies, she has her little nestegg. That's the kind of guy he is, and I love that. I want to be that guy sometime. The last thing he wants to do is move them out of their big ass house and into a nice little apartment somewhere so that they won't have to take care of things when hurricanes come, so that she won't have to deal with landscaping and pool cleaning and blah blah when he's gone.
That, friends, is romance.
I haven't worked out in 6 weeks now. I've set a new record for myself.
Chinese coworker Jing say: WHO KILL BILL
Make love to the present, fuck the past.
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I want a new tattoo too, I am up to five now.