San Antonio, TX
Sunday December 21, 2003
10:25am I just woke up at my mom's house around 9:30am. Everything here is still the same. It's worse, even. God-damn, when will the people here ever learn? This house is a total mess. My mother cannot handle a whole house. She needs to move out and get an apartment. I just went out to the backyard and noticed she got a brand new fence installed. Who goes to the backyard here, anyway? She's so damn wasteful. She has all her priorities all messed up. And my sister is living here too, with her kid. Everything is still all crazy at this house. My mom is so ignorant. When will she ever learn? She has all these worthless toys lying around. A digital camera and stuff she can't afford. She uses none of it. Either because she's too lazy or just because they're too complicated. She spends all this money on material things and when they break she doesn't know how to fix them, so she ends up getting suckered into paying for the repairs . . . just like the evil people that make her toys want her to. I thought this might be a good workstation for me, but the computer doesn't work, either. If it did I could work on my stuff while she's at work.
Ugh, I need to get out of here. Not leave San Antonio, I have a lot of work to do here. Argh. That sucks that I broke my walking stick. I'm going to look through my text files for Tobin's phone number.
12:13am Man, I haven't logged shit all day. Know what I spent all day doing? I spent all day organizing all my emails from my dad. Every single one, from the first to the last. I have them all in order in text files. I'm going to make him look like shit. Well, he's going to make himself look like shit. I am going to let the truth be known. Bastard.
I got me the best book in the world! It's so interesting.
I'm going to walk to the gas stations on 1604/Braun and go bum a cigarette. I'm bored.
12:37am I just walked up to the Shell gas station where I used to hang out all the time before. On 1604 and Braun Rd. I asked the lady if Matt still worked there. I told her I'd been gone for like six months. There weren't any good snipes in the ashtray. I'll walk across the street to the Diamond Shamrock and see if there is one there.
1:30am I'm walking home.
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