nuke

So here I am on the eastside. And this place is a fuckin pigsty.

I take that back. It's an insult to pigsties.

I keep sweeping and sweeping and sweeping, but I still have made very little progress. Lok's mom never EVER fuckin cleaned. Ever. And they have dogs. I'm never gonna get this smell outta the fuckin house. I've fuckin shampooed the carpets and it still reeks. I preach everyday about getting rid of these fuckin dogs. And Lok's mom was also a fuckin packrat, so they have dickloads of wortless shit that just won't throw the fuck out. She doesn't need this fuckin junk.

I miss my cat.

Skabbz is on the verge of being fired. He works with me at the Funny Bone. He's called in sick almost twice a week for the past two weeks. Added in with the fact that he's not pullin shit for reservations and that he annoys the piss of the boss and that makes for the ingredients of termination. And he's wantin to move in here.

Lok has this girlfriend that he treats like shit. I'll never understand what she sees in him. Maybe she just likes the dick. It just makes me wish I had a girl. But I'm just feelin lonely. Shit happens.

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