Gave the car a little owie today. Fixed it with a screwdriver, sorta. Bunnyman doesn't know yet. Shhh...
I took the heat for a few unpaid bills earlier. Figured it was the least I could do. Still no job yet. It hasn't been that long, but I'm getting a little antsy. Not enough to do 'cept scare the piss out of myself with video games. I hate you, Fatal Frame 2. I hate you so much, I think I'll play some more.
Kiddo is in a gang up in Bridgeport. One of those vicious backcountry suburban ones. She even has a gang name: Dice 90. I found this out yesterday when Bunnyman was driving, looked over at me, and said, "Hey, Kiddo has a gang tattoo." I looked back, and lo and behold, there was a picture of a die above the number ninety drawn on her bicep in ballpoint pen. Apparently the other kids have them, too. Ice 5, 00A (double-a), etc... She's only nine years old.
Kids. Go figure.
Hopefully I will be updating this somewhat regularly. Now, to home, and to snooze until my homegirl-G gets off the bus...
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