As I sit here, with coffee and cigarettes on my breath, I thank God for this time to sit and think.
My dad placed a personalized bill, with stuff I owe listed, on my bed last night. (below is what the bill entailed)
$85 - Cell phone (because I went overon TXT's and downloads last month)
$80 - Car insurance
$40 - Petroleum he bought (on a cruise he took out in town with my car)
$ ? - Transmission (and labor costs) - the question mark is there to ask me what I think is reasonable
$205 - Minimum total by September 30
The cherry on top was what was written at the bottom.
"Rent will start Oct 15, 2006 and will be $75.00 a week."
(I talked to my dad tonight and asked him for $40.00 a week, he complied and said it was reasonable. Then at the end of our conversation, he told me that rent won't even start until November, and then he told me, "no, January." "We just want you to budget your money."
I told my dad about my baptism, and that it was going to be on October 8th. He told me he had off that weekend, I was filled with surprise and compensated by joy. Told him what would happen, didn't care if it was cold, and who I wanted to be there. Asked him to invite some of his family if they'd like to fly out.
My parents have never given me a curfew and now I have to be home by 2AM every night.
I think on the days I have to work the following afternoon I will arrive home (to surprise my parents) by the stroke of midnight. They have complained time and time again (but never given a curfew) that I come strolling in at all hours of the night, and they don't like it.
A good day.