August 24th,
It's Friday. Most people would say "Fun-day Friday or Fabulous Friday". But for me it's "Faithless Friday".
Every Friday my Dad forces me to "spend time with him". My therapist suggested it. (I have a theory she's mental) So he woke me up at 4:00 A.M. this morning to go around the neighborhood and ask to wash dogs with him. WASH. DOGS.
Not only do I HATE animals but it's so hot. I mean it's Summer. I just want to go sit on the couch in the air conditioner and eat potato chips. Of course not, because I am washing dogs.
Next issue with this is that it's 4 freaking A.M.!! Who the heck is up this early? Ha, one better: I'LL tell you. No one!
Now we are getting breakfast. At least something good comes out of all of this: food. It's ready, PEACE!
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