ShagmoorLounge

May 31, 2005

I was supposed to work on my monster all day today but life got in the way. Instead I helped Goth move all his chick's shit into my place. I called my clients back early this morning before I had to be a mover and a shaker. One of them was calling to give me another client. The other was calling because he thinks his girlfriend is cheating on him and he wants me to bug her. He's already got a wife that I bugged for him. What's next? His daughter? Shit in a few years I'll bug her for myself. I don't really want to do it. I don't have to have the money right now. I think I'll hand him off to little Dickie. He needs the work and that kind of shit is right up his alley.

I have to start planning a trip to Paris. My chick is only out of school for a few weeks this summer. Fucking Goth. Why'd he have to take his chick and get her all excited? Now my chick will never be okay until she goes too. My dad left a couple of really nice messages on my cellmail. They were really sweet and they made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. My mom called me too. She wants me to come to family counseling with them and the priest. Like that's really gonna fucking happen. Me sitting down with the King and the Queen? Fuck 'em.

The Shadow knows 11:34 PM
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