so i woke up with my allergies on swole.
body was sore,
had a stuffy nose,
and a pounding headache.
when i finally crawled out of bed,
i also had another surprise.
my neck and chin was at war with razor bumps.
i went to the barber the day before and must have forgot to get a wipe down with alcohol.
so between wanting to hide until they went away and feeling like absolute shit,
i downed three benadryls and fell asleep.
i was in and out of sleep,
but i finally woke up at 6pm.
it was that kind of situation.
i wanted to stretch my legs so i go outside to check the mail.
i get a letter telling me they are cutting the amount of my unemployment.
another great surprise!
how fun is that?
i decided it was time to finish up on my resume.
so i did that and i go to to print the finished copy,
my printer tells me it’s out of ink.
i only used the printer a good 6 times since i got new ink.
i look online and they tell me it costs 37.98.
in a mood,
i flung everything and crawled back in bed.
so the biggest surprise is that i get a call from star fox’s mother.
she usually calls to check in to see how i’m coping but i havent heard from her in a while.
no invites to church since that last time.
that was a surprise.
she goes on to tell me she finally received all of his things a week or two ago.
his phone was in the box and she decided to charge it.
she is still paying the bill to keep it on.
his voice is still on the vm so i guess she calls to hear it sometimes.
well when she turned the phone on,
the phone blew up with texts and other alerts.
she said she noticed a lot of them were from dudes.
this is not the surprise i was hoping.
i don’t know how she got in his phone,
because i know he had a password,
but that’s where all the fun was:
the dick pics.
the messages on his various accounts.
the conversations between his other friends.
him and i.
dudes and him.
worse: the sex videos he taped.
i guess that was biggest surprise for her.
she told me she hasn’t showed anyone yet.
not his father who i know may have a heart attack.
she has been meaning to call me since she saw it.
she admitted she didn’t want to speak to me.
she asked me why he didn’t tell her?
she claims she would have understood.
i told her that he told me that they wouldn’t.
she said she would.
she said she had a feeling,
but she didn’t want to believe that voice.
the fact they were super christians didn’t help either.
“i knew i should have had him in sports or something as a child.”
“what do you mean?”
“well he found himself in this somehow. he was hanging out with bad company or something…
i don’t know if it was because i was in a sour mood or what,
but i let her know in a respectful way:
we had long talks.
we were best friends.
he said he always knew he was gay even as a kid.”
“that is ridiculous. children don’t know anything yet. he was a child. he didn’t know anything yet. i’m talking about when he was young.”
i knew i liked guys even as a kid,
but i also thought it was wrong.
i tried to cover it up meeting females,
but i knew what i liked.
i was scared of what my parents when they were alive.
just like he did with you all.”
que the long awkward pause.
que the uncomfortable.
“i have something in the oven.
i will call…”
…and then she hung up.
it sounded like she was crying or about too.
i tried to call back an hour later but no answer.
straight to vm.
after that i said fuck it.
guess i won’t get another invite to their church?
i hope she doesn’t think i enhanced his gayness or something?
star fox had way more fun.
he made me want to be great,
have faith in god,
and learn to pull the nut deep out a nigga’s balls.
either way that was the cherry on top to a bad day.
so i woke up with the moody side effects today.
let’s hope this one is better.