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Life is a Trauma
2015-05-08 03:22:40 (UTC)

Weekend @ Dad's

Dear Diary,

I just got out of school and I have to pack up my bag and go to my dad's house because my mom is out of town for the weekend and we don't have any other family in Michigan. I thought I would be like a detective almost and write down everything that happens, like this will be kind of like one of those two hour specials of tv shows, you know? So here we go.

Friday

4:30: We haven't really spoken. My dad lives in Fenton so this is going to be a longgggg ride if we're gonna be silent.

5:30: We just got here. No sign of The Girlfriend so maybe she isn't a thing anymore. There's bottles of various types all over the place. I guess my dad has been drinking a lot more :/ The apartment smells like litter box but my dad doesn't have a cat.

7:00: I'm sleeping in a backroom with only a futon in questionable condition. Dinner was Spaghetti Os on a paper plate and knock off soda. I think I'm just going to watch videos on my phone until I go to sleep.

Saturday

12:00: Just got up. Dad's passed out so I'm going to explore the neighborhood.

1:16: This place isn't bad. I found a gas station so I bought a chocolate milk. Dad didn't have any food in the fridge when I got back.

4:07: Dad just woke up. Went straight for the bar and made a Bloody Mary. Told me there was a tv dinner in the back of the freezer that I could eat.

8:00: Dad passed out again. I've been investigating the bar in the apartment and he has a LOT of stuff. I'm thinking about nabbing some of it bc beer is literally like so gross.

11:00: I just had to make sure my dad was out cold. I managed to grab a wine cooler, half a bottle of Fireball, and about 3/4 a bottle of Black Velvet. The stash is sitting in the bottom of my bag XD

Sunday
12:46: Dad woke up late so we're just on the way back to Chelsea. This weekend has been a waste of my time.




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