Today my Dad's friend from my early childhood came into the pharmacy and I waited on him and he was a real jerk to me...
This got me thinking...how could my father be friends with jerks? I mean, i can't really ask him and all...considering he's floating in the ocean somewhere...but why would my dad be friends with jerks? It's true...I don't know much about my father...he seems like a tale to me...but I never thought he could be friends with jerks. But apparently he was...and it made me really sad.

My mom took me to the yacht club...whitebred and rich people surrounded me...I had never noticed how white it is there...that also made me sad...
Right now I am sad...can you tell?

Soon, NEMC...and then everything can be good...maybe....

thought of the day...ehhh...there isn't a thought