| victims, aren't we all?
so a few things have happened in the past day and a half. i went to court on the 26th to finalize the protective order brittany had filed against my mother. long story short, threats were made at my place of business, and neither of us stood for it. i've talked to my mother since, and things were "patched up" again, though our relationship looks nothing like it once did. suprisingly, patching shit up is the worst part of fighting. why? everything bad always seems to just melt away as if it never happened; that all slates have been wiped clean, and no mention of past indiscretions need be made. same old story.
the bright eyes concert is coming up soon, and i'm pulling 35 hours at the store to save some money for it. i'm pretty stoked about the whole thing, considering it will be my second concert. i bought two small bags to carry merch and water in, and my shoes (vans classic slip-ons) came in the mail the other day. i'm all ready to go.
i suppose that's enough of my bullshit for one sitting, but hey -- give it time, surely they'll be some more on the way. |
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| it'll pass away like a slow parade ...
so.. i have decided to become a member of the xanga community for reasons that i am still currently unaware of, but that doesn't really matter. i don't really know how often posts will appear here (if at all), but if it matters to you that much, i'm sure you have my number.
[edit] thought of a more fitting headline. |
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