Grace

40 acres and a jag
2002-05-21 08:46:05 (UTC)

John is the man (21 may)

we finally got the car tagged. that crazy ol albert kept
thinking we could take the title of the car. he put it in
our name. he wants it back. i don't know. we should keep it
when it gets here. he made some crazy deal with John,
gyping us out of our trade-in. we got the ticket and shit.
i'm tired. i want John and me to live in peace.

prelim is next week. i can tell John is anxious. he just
won't comprehend that this is to see if the case goes to
trial. on friday, i'm droppoing off the 600. we'll give
royu gean another 1 or 200. i admit i'm ready for all of
this shit to be done. i've even considered having a baby
again. i saw on tv about a couple having 6 kids via a
fertility drug. not me, sista. fuck that. six gotdamn kids
al at once? hell no!

he walked home from work today. it's a few blocks, but i still felt
badly. i can tell he's mad at me; i was online, and i never got the
messages.

the dept of finance and admin called me today. i'm tempted to call. i
don't want to do the day shit again and with the public. state jobs
have benefits, and i know the insurance starts immediately. i just
hate dealing with the public. they just get on my nerves.




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