I had a dream that I was with Jennifer, Robert and Michael from high school. In real life, I busted a #3 to Jennifer lots of times, until she got married and I forgot all about her. But in my dream last night, we were about to have sex. But then Robert told her I was popping pills at a rave and she looked disappointed in me. What a cockblock! End of dream. What the hell was that? It's as if my dreams at night are turning into an anti-drug commercial now!
I woke up today to loud construction-like noise in the backyard. They're still trying to fix the septic tank problem. I got to play with the 2 big white dogs, Pochi and Winnie. Philip accidentally called Winnie, Maxine (his 1-year-old/my niece).
Philip said that Chanda, Auntie Zelda's caregiver (or "babysitter" as my dad jokingly put it) who left for vacation the same day that Auntie Zelda left for Washington D.C., is having 2nd thoughts about returning. I found out Jezabel, Maxine's nanny, is Chanda's cousin. From what I could understand from the Tagalog I heard, Philip told Jezabel to either bring Chanda back or return with another caregiver. Jezabel has left to do that.
RYAN: You should tell her (Chanda) that Auntie Zelda needs her.
If you're wondering why I even bothered to say anything, it's because had Chanda not been a fob, she'd be in my database. Filipina chicks are ok, but fobs don't really do it for me. She's still fun to look at, though. Maybe if I was drunk, I'd bust a #3 to her. (sigh) I can't wait to finally jack off again at the 1st chance of privacy I get when I'm back in the States.
2-year-old Samantha came home from school tired, went to sleep and still doesn't want to wake up. Weird. They're going to let her sleep until it's time for her to go to school again. So her day will literally look like: school, sleep, school.
Philip said he's depressed, though, because Sheila called to say that she had to admit Auntie Zelda into the hospital in Washington D.C. Something about coughing up blood. I think he used his depression as an excuse to buy Krispy Kreme donuts. We have a new box of donuts now.
For the millionth time, I met a couple of new distant relatives whom I've never seen before. I don't think I have an actual family tree anymore. I swear they must be making it up as we go along. Mommy bitched to them how I worked as a stuntman, blah, blah, blah ...
This mute women came by to give my mommy and Malou pedicures and manicures. Then they forced me to get a pedicure and manicure too. I feel like such a metrosexual. Years ago, this same mute woman accidentally cut me while giving me a pedicure. But everything went smoothly this time. All my finger nails and toe nails look glossy and shiny.
Philip was nice enough to bring home food from Pizza Hut for dinner. I got lasagna and 2 slices of pizza.
UFC 108 replayed on the TV today for free, preceeded by an episode of UFC Unleashed highlighting past fights. Yay. And 2 different channels aired different episodes of Terminator: the Sarah Connor Chronicles.
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