life is good

the weather rocks here. rocks.

mr p. was in a gang. he always said ‘gang’ and i was always just like “nono, you mean like a club or a group of friends - the word ‘gang’ has different connotations”, but then i did some research and then called him today and asked for real, cause he has this gang tattoo that i didnt know was for gangs and prison members, and he was like ‘i told you i was in a gang’. i know nothing about his life…lives.

 

i’m hanging out with a gang this weekend. sketchy sketchy..  

 

i need to find a way to hawaii. if i do, E has a cottage and covers the rest and even found me a job for 2 weeks waitressing unless i volunteer with her. and while i would love to, volunteering doesn’t pay and i can’t be so jobless. swimming there’s out, b/c mr p. says that if i can swim to hawaii i can swim the other half of the way to china and he won’t give me the frequent flier miles. plus i’ve been skipping out on practice a whooole lot lately.

 

i’m a sketchy sketchy little one. i’ve started disappearing again. it happens. life is good. the weather. oooohhh the sun. it makes stressful things and bad news matter less. 

T’s baby #2 is a boy!!! i told her stomach to ‘be a boy be a boy’ a whole bunch of times and she texted me today and told me that it worked. i’m an aunt (more like a semi-related second cousin..) but i like aunt better. auntie steph. besides trying to get the ’second cousins’ to say “second-cousin steffi” is soo much harder. from now on i’m gonna work on ’steph’ or ‘aunt steph’. we’ll see…