Well shit has been going on between me and my dad for a while, first i got in a fight with him about working at his store (bookstore) he keeps saying shit like "Sam, you don't even know the meaning of work etc etc. you're never gonna make it if you think you're gonna get it as easy as you've had already...blah blah blah" NO SHIT! I don't claim to support myself on fucking bookstore clerk money, but heres the clencher: he bitches at me like that but he wouldnt let me get another job. Every job I wanted to start he got all pissed off and pull the "You need to stay and help out the family bussiness" card...

Well about 1.5 months ago I got a real job and I've been working there fine since, just got a $500 paycheck this last fri (was $600 but I got ass-raped with taxes). thats for 61.25 hours of work, so my dad can take his little "you wont survive in a real job" routine and shove it!

well thanks for letting me bitch and whine.

And also my g/f is moving out of town for college and so she wont be a problem at all. It's uuhh Amber (i think that what i called her) its ambers b/f the kickboxer who I'm gonna have a problem with I think. I really hope things work out but if they dont then whatever its just a small part of my life, you live you learn.