Monday, October 3, 2011

Y3 D131

I had an interesting dream last night. I dreamt of my friend I haven't spoken with in a while. This is the one who stopped speaking to me about 4 or 5 months ago for reasons I have never been able to fully understand. He must have been on my mind. In my dream it was nothing major - honestly it was just me calling him about something. Nothing more, but given that I used to be able to call him all the time any time, it's significant now that I was calling him.

Had a good day yesterday. Was up and moving well before anyone else I know. Before noon I had:

- completed laundry
- cleaned the living room
- cleaned the bathroom
- cleaned my room
- paid my buddies rent
- did dishes
- cataloged music

and that's what I can remember. Kid and I went out around 1 or so to get a milkshake. We both just kind of wanted a milkshake. I took a nap around 3 while she played Sims. At 5 she got stuck going over to grandma's house to deal with X1. While she was gone I finished my music cataloging. I just got some new music and needed to put it where it belonged. In total almost 2,000 new tracks added to the collection. Not too shabby. TGF finished dance early and came over around 8:30 which was unexpected and nice. The kid got home around the same time and proceeded to pound two Mike's hard lemonades. Told me how dinner went. Turns out her mother is more of a cunt than even I could imagine. Not only did she not ask about school was going, how KBF was, she had the nerve to start in on the kid about how she needs to make herself prettier by 'fixing those crooked teeth and fixing the acne'. What the fuck? Oh and did I mention she was saying all this shit while the kid was in the bathroom? Kid walked out, looked at her bitch mother and asswipe grandmother and said 'You know I could hear you in there RIGHT?' While they half ass apologized, the kid was figuring out how to get the hell out of there.

We all watched the Simpsons and a Buffy episode. Went to bed around 11, went to sleep around 12:30. You figure it out. Up at 5 to start another week.

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