March 11, 2011

just like her mommy

dearest diary,

the calls are simply flooding in, my help is needed at work. i am taking the night off to spend at home reflecting on all my shit on the floor and i am way to disturbed to work. i may never be the same again. seriously, i'll be fine- i just have a few adjustments to make. i promised to be back to my silly, stupid, carefree, sailf- and i am- i'm just twisted on the inside. one big whiff of the grumps famous ASS GAS and i will be so back to normal. the same people walk by my house at the same time everyday and the dogs wait at the window to bark at them. the mom and her three kids, one older and two younger, seem to look and wait for my dogs as much as my dogs wait for them. the oldest child, a girl, always runs and hollers as she passes my house, as if to alarm my dogs that the rest of them are soon to follow- which it always does. i would bet- if the oldest child were to simply walk by my house- my dogs wouldn't see her- OR the rest of her family and care less where they go- like everyone else that passes my house.