People confuse me. Apparently I do not dress like an adult. Apparently I do not look like an adult. I do not act like one. I do not do this or that or the other. So what exactly makes a person an adult? Survey says that home ownership, employment and children/marriage make people adults. Well I have all that... except a job... unless you count professional slacking a job... but I digress.
It seems that the older I get the less hope I have that I will ever feel grown and I do not really mind that. So what if I want to lay in piles of snow or lay in grass and stare at the sky. So what if I sometimes pounce people and stick my tongue in their e
About nine years ago, the old man who lived in the house across from us died and his children finally sold the house after it sat empty for a few years. A couple with multiple, young children moved in. After about a month, I took to calling them 'The ghetto fabs'. The man was a gun toting, cocaine snorting, loud mouth who kept forgetting about plans he would make with the lil missus. The woman was a volatile, cocaine snorting, psycho who would chase her mate out of the house while screaming to him about the plans he always forgot. One night the woman flipped out in the middle of the road and sat in some random car that was parked out there an