I don't know how I'm going to keep this up this summer. Working at school. Subbing at the post office. Talk about dazed and confused. Not in a good way, either.

Man, my back is sore. Not killing me yet, but what if it does?

Doesn't help when your mother keeps this shit up about all the bad backs in my family. Including my Dad's.

We were over yesterday for dinner. She just kept on and on. I wanted so badly to tell her to shut up.

Wasn't all this THERE idea? Like, you don't work hard enough Parker.

Somehow its never quite right. No matter what.

Kate's been really supportive. She's cooking more. Cleaning around the house. Sweet. Its like the more she does this stuff she'll get better at it. Only it looks like it might take awhile.

Hell, I had a dream last night she caught the house on fire over her rice aroni dish. Scary.

Well, won't be long till school is out. Then we can start the stuff that needs to be fixed up for the fall. But I bet there will be some such shit we'll have to do before that happens. Hell, if I know what that might be. You just never know.

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