i quit working with eric when dad waited for me outside sleeping in a lawn chair. i'd come home 2-3 am and find him. it was too hard after working to manage putting him to bed over and over. eric having lost his dad th 3/12/98 understood. wed 3/11 he had an engagement party during a karaoke party with steph. fr 3/13 steph called me to tell me frank had been killed by a drunk driver outside togami auto repair and asked me to sit koden. 58 yrs old i didn't know what that was having been ostracized by my family my entire life. too much tragedy and sadness. i could never understand mom's love of soap operas when real life is so tragic. all those horrible sad years i had nobody. now i have toke inga gerda people who care without criticism telling me what to feel and do.
and i survived and have people who care about me. god knows i want a smoke.
weird energy. i made micro popcorn and the pyrex lid exploded. years ago a pyrex pie plate exploded in the regular oven.
carlos looked at my car and reset light. no charge. i gave him the hot sauce.
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