2005-04-28 - 8:12 p.m.
Another Year Older
So, there are approximately three hours until my birthday. I started this thing last year to document my 33rd year on the planet.
WHAT A FUCKED-UP YEAR IT WAS!
Several months ago Cher got a new boyfriend. Needless to say, we don't see much of her anymore.
Recently, Max got a sweet, new bike. He so cray-zee. I'm still convinced he's gonna try to kill me. (Cher will corroborate.)
Lately, it seems like Joey's mad at me. I get the feeling that he's avoiding me. I admit, I was sort of a dick to him a couple of weeks ago, but he was acting weird before I acted like a dick, which is what prompted me to act that way. Whatever. I hope the situation gets resolved 'cause he's my closest pal.
My father is fucked up. These days, he falls asleep while sitting (drunk) on the toilet; he talks to himself; he forgets everyone and everything except his girlfriend; he shits his pants on a regular basis; he's a lame ass, water-bed-buying, cocaine addict...(fucking twat).
My oldest brother is off drugs.
I, again, talk to my youngest brother after years of not talking. I'm glad of that, as he is really funny. I thought he was a slacker, but years of being on his own has made him resourceful, has given him a wicked sense of humor, and has made him compassionate in his own way, as is evidenced in the way he interacts with his daughter.
In order to deal with the pressures in her life, my sister has convinced herself that in another life she was a black, male rap star. As such, when under pressure, she gives her aggressor a fierce "Suck my big, black dick, BITCH!" She's funny as hell.
My brother Tino has given up trying to hold our father's house together. He has resigned himself to having fun.
I'm trying to be optimistic as I head in to my 34th year.
I'm trying to convince myself that I don't need anyone or anything; however, that would be a lie.
To close friends and family! TO LIFE!!!
