So, things changed and life gets better everyday. I'm not being
sarcastic, and don't go into shock because a chick is writing in this
about things going well for once, but yeah. I moved out of that
shithole and me and Dan are splitting a two-bedroom duplex. There's a
possibility of a third roommate since Paul moved out.
Oh, yeah, I don't talk much about my life or at all online, so just to
bring it up, me and Paul were together, now we're not. Ask anyone how
broken up about it I am. (hehehe)
This apartment kicks ass though, we upgraded from a crackhead neighborhood to a drunk neighborhood. It's a wonderful thing.
I'm almost out of summer school, 6 credits in one month of easy sucker
electives. Electives are the biggest waste of time, at least in
college, but as a good song says "The things that pass for knowledge, I
can't understand."
Troggy's good. She has moved her territory to China and is running a
circuit of the triads and she has the emporer in her back pocket.
So, life is great. Two days from now I'll die in a freak accident for saying it I'm sure, but thats how this month is for me.
OHHH, shit, that reminds me. That car accident where my jeep flipped
and I almost died happened one year ago from last sunday. Last sunday,
exactly one year since my jeep flipped and I was tossed out of it cause
I wasn't wearing a seatbelt, a man named Richard McCullaugh flipped his
jeep, was tossed out of it for not wearing a seatbelt, and died at
morton hospital. Freaky, aye?