it's been a really busy week. my new neighbor moved in, and we haven't stopped hanging out since. her name is michele, she's 22, and is a total geek. we, literally, clicked instantly. we've been inseperable. it's really nice to finally have someone that treats me good. someone that understands my position. someone that loves my daughter as her own. fucking yeah. that's what i'm talking about.
so michele and i were eating out at the coney the other day, and sarah's sister was our waitress. we brought devon along, and melissa (sarah's sister) went nuts. apparently she hadn't seen her in a while. i finally got the whole story of what actually happened a month ago. and, as it turns out, i was right. about everything.
first, sarah lied to me. she DID move in with her boyfriend. lying cunt. second, she picked up a new bad habbit: drinking. third, she's a lazy bitch. ok, here's the deal. she was sitting on the couch watching tv with her boyfriend, in her dad's place. gary, sarah's dad, found a bunch of empty bottles under the couch that were molding and gross... and told sarah off. sarah's boyfriend yelled at gary about how he had no right to yell at her, and she's doing the best she can...in his own apartment. gary kicked him out, and she followed. gary kept the car sarah was driving because he owns it. sarah, in response to having her boyfriend kicked out by her dad, used devon as a weapon, and has been withholding her from gary and her sisters. when i found this out, i took devon over to gary and let him have her for the day, and tonight, and half of tomorrow. gary cried when he opened the door and saw me. i guess sarah doesn't realize, and gary might finally, that i was the best thing that ever happened to her... and now i'm michele's. her loss.
i don't wanna drone on too much about michele, because it'll sound cheesey and lame...but shes' fucking awesome. her and i are going to go a long ways. i can feel it. anyway, world cup is on. in overtime right now. score is 1-1. i'm excited, and going to go watch that.
EDIT: ITALY WINS! Rock the fuck on!!!
so michele and i were eating out at the coney the other day, and sarah's sister was our waitress. we brought devon along, and melissa (sarah's sister) went nuts. apparently she hadn't seen her in a while. i finally got the whole story of what actually happened a month ago. and, as it turns out, i was right. about everything.
first, sarah lied to me. she DID move in with her boyfriend. lying cunt. second, she picked up a new bad habbit: drinking. third, she's a lazy bitch. ok, here's the deal. she was sitting on the couch watching tv with her boyfriend, in her dad's place. gary, sarah's dad, found a bunch of empty bottles under the couch that were molding and gross... and told sarah off. sarah's boyfriend yelled at gary about how he had no right to yell at her, and she's doing the best she can...in his own apartment. gary kicked him out, and she followed. gary kept the car sarah was driving because he owns it. sarah, in response to having her boyfriend kicked out by her dad, used devon as a weapon, and has been withholding her from gary and her sisters. when i found this out, i took devon over to gary and let him have her for the day, and tonight, and half of tomorrow. gary cried when he opened the door and saw me. i guess sarah doesn't realize, and gary might finally, that i was the best thing that ever happened to her... and now i'm michele's. her loss.
i don't wanna drone on too much about michele, because it'll sound cheesey and lame...but shes' fucking awesome. her and i are going to go a long ways. i can feel it. anyway, world cup is on. in overtime right now. score is 1-1. i'm excited, and going to go watch that.
EDIT: ITALY WINS! Rock the fuck on!!!