Monday, September 23, 2002
Comfort Level |11:05 PM|
I just woke up from a nap, and things are kind of hazy, but I think the last thing my father said before leaving was "Fuck you".
If I remember correctly, he showed up at my door (My phone was still disconnected) and was angry about something. I told him I had a shitty day at work and really didn't need this crap. He yelled about how he didn't need this crap and capped it with "Fuck you!" and left. I locked both locks after he slammed the door and went back to bed.
I'm sure he'll apologize or something tommorow. Things are still somewhat hazy. It was a long, stupid day at work. I'm out of my adderal, I'm short on cash, and I'm in a foul mood.
Hooooo-fuckin' Ray.
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