Um, k so I have no idea where the past 48 hours went but I got to get my shit together cuz Polly’s coming out here next week and this place is a ginormous disaster. I hope I can convince her to cut my hair. I’m sick of these $100 LA trims. It just ain’t right, yo. LM says I need to talk some business sense into her. Like I know anything about business sense! I wonder how pissed they’ll be when Polly returns all pierced and tatted… which at this point looks like a very real possibility.
Anyway, at some point a surround sound system showed up for Mikey so now the living room is covered in Styrofoam and electronics. Vol is pissed. More family news: Granny is going as demented as Grampy, demanding multiple lunches. JT and I figured out that it’d take at least 28 days for the electric bike to make it to the Northwoods, assuming we had a solar powered generator and an ample supply of tires. JT is now cranking out movies faster than I can write a new sentence for FH. Somehow el L just might save the family from total embarrassment, attaining full employment status just days after graduating. My work = blows.
Off to find the 3 Musketeerses.
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