he pisses me off
with his bipolar nature
i wish he'd take pills
I'm presently locked in my room -- by choice. Today Chulo spent the day working in the Little Haiti Video Store with Jeffrey Lucas. While we had a good day together, it was still a long day of doing what some scientists might consider a brain-wasting task. You don't have to be incredibly smart to check out movies to malcontents, and obviously I can't be incredibly smart as 1)
I'm still in the state of Florida and 2) I'm still working at the video store.
Unfortunately, I feel as if I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I'm unable to break free from the rut and continue my growth. As Azteca pointed out last nite, "Chulo, you're broke." Of course I was confused, but as he works at the bank I deal with, he checked my accounts. That's a bit stalker-esque, but it's Azteca, so it's OK! The point is I am in no position to move out of my house, let alone out of the state. I wish more than anything that it was possible, but right now I've got to deal.
I wonder if it would solve anything. While I'd be back in the land of the living, there's no doubt in my mind that I would have a slew of other problems that I'd have to deal with on a daily basis that I'd otherwise only have to deal with bimonthly. Who knows... they say the grass is always greener on the other side... why can't I just have the beautiful monochromatic concrete jungle of Spanish Harlem or Sunset Park?
But back to why I'm locked in my room. This evening we're having a dinner party with people my mother works with, and of course as we're all drunks everyone has been drinking heavily. Unfortunately this includes my father and anyone who knows my father also knows that when he's had some to drink it's usually too much and he's usually acting a fool. This was no exception. Rather than dealing with his drunken demeanor I made the grown-up decision to remove myself from the situation. Sounds like it would be a good idea, right? Guess again. He's knocking on my door right now -- I think i'll go to sleep. Chulo -- out!
No me importa si es una partida...
sábado, enero 14, 2006
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