Blue Birthday

My Mikey, I love you

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I’m not having a good day, thus far. It’s only 9:21am, and the day is already pretty much shot.

We are getting $50 from Nanny for my birthday, but it’s going to do us no good. My sister arranged for us to get an air conditioner a few weeks ago, using our banking information, but she said she’d make the payments.

Well, the first one is due now, and it is coming out of our account as soon as there is money in it.

We might have about $20 left.

With the $50, we’d planned on buying much-needed groceries and other items, such as mouthwash, deodorant, etc. Now, we can choose between gas in the car, something to smoke, or a few groceries.

I am not angry with my sister. I know she would pay it if she could. She can’t.

My Mikey is angry with me, because I won’t bring it up to MH. Maybe he’s not angry. Maybe he’s just disgusted, as I guess I deserve.

I hate myself.

Jack

p.s. The reason we’re getting money from Nanny is that she called me yesterday. We had a nice chat. She called me "honey" and "baby", just like she used to when I was a kid. She also told me "Happy Birthday" about a hundred times. I finally laughed and told her, "I get the point!!!"