Another day and dollar short

It is now 8:12pm. Today was a blur of living-by-the-deadlines. We had a doctor’s appointment (what the hell else is new?!!!) at 1:45pm for My Mikey. August has been one big, long, drawn-out doctor visit, it seems.

Maria, our new tenant, is turning out to be a nice person. She’s got boundaries, which is refreshing. I’m so tired of people who never tell me shit and then hold it against me when they feel violated. It’s about goddamned time somebody told me…”Now THIS is how it goes with me…”

I’m still pretty angry with my sister. Sometimes lately, I’ve been mad at my mother, as well, but that never seems to last. I wish I wasn’t so bitter.

Oh well.

Life goes on.

My Key, My Mikey, I love you forever times PI cubed plus one,

Your Jack