Yesterday I got to babysit the boy. The nephew. The blond, blue-eyed towheaded thing that lives downstairs.
All of seven and so grown-up. Shyeah, right.
Sat him down to homemade banana-chocolate chip pancakes for lunch.
“Do you want some milk?” I ask him.
“Yep. I mean, yes, please.” says he, grinning goofily.
As I’m pouring him [...]
Well, lots has happened. After over a year of me being jobless and every two months or so being late with the rent, I had finally been asked to move out of my apartment. Not an eviction, no legal action, just a ‘get out now before I kick you out’ type of thing. [...]
James was in the hospital again this morning. It’s the 3rd time in six months. Turns out all the pain he’s been having was indeed a gallstone. Jesus. Not only did they find this out via an ultra sound test, they were supposed to have done an ultra sound test the [...]
This is not me. It's just a visual of how I feel most of the time. Don't have pity. I love being miserable.
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