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Apr. 21st, 2009 07:15 pmOooh shit Aunt Peggy's back in full-on dying mode and Mom wants to go back down again and we have to max out every credit card to do it and the shocks under my car are slicing at the rubber in one of my tires so I have to get that replaced for however much that'll cost on my credit card and I just got that son of a bitch paid off too the weather yesterday is pretty much what life is like right now:
raining, pouring, run-on sentences about run-on problems.
Dad wants to go with her but he's not going to get paid if he goes down they may give him shit for it at that bloodsucking job of his that we need and I hate it when mom cries there is nothing more disarming and gut-churningly uncomfortable then hearing her sob about how much of a problem we are in right now.
Dear God: make it rain money.
raining, pouring, run-on sentences about run-on problems.
Dad wants to go with her but he's not going to get paid if he goes down they may give him shit for it at that bloodsucking job of his that we need and I hate it when mom cries there is nothing more disarming and gut-churningly uncomfortable then hearing her sob about how much of a problem we are in right now.
Dear God: make it rain money.
