fucking money.
new website works. new place. new design.
new people.
some people gone. particularly, my stepfamily full of failures who really never meant shit to me. dad and stepmom are over, thank god. that stupid ditz drove me insane. but, i'm still thankful it happened - i wouldn't have met emmy otherwise. she restored my faith in the female sex and showed me that i really can have what i want from a relationship.
so, all the people who suck are gone, and the worthwhile one is still in my life. everything has a purpose, i suppose.
as for ol pops, well, he ain't such a bad guy by himself. a few nights after that really crappy birthday dinner i got pulled over by dwg.
just so happens dad's a dwg cop.
63 in a 40? not a problem, don't do it again son.
fucking money.
went over and visited him a few nights ago in his new apartment. was not too bad a place, really. had a pleasant conversation. made me feel old. told him how i'm finally meeting some pleasant females, and he was happy for me.
talked to a very swank female. told her just how swank she was. her reply was swank too.
fucking money.