pop is an awesome dude
I am mad. Mad mad mad mad mad. Not insane-type type. Mad like ticked off mad.
I don't like being mad.
Called Pop. He said to come over since I'm mad. So I'm doing that.
No, I'm not mad about the wedding I went to today. That event was quite lovely even though it rained today. What I'm mad about happened after the wedding, and being that no one really gives a crap about personal crap like that - I'll just leave it at that.
I am going to 7-Eleven, get me some fattening Taquitos, arm myself with a few Monster LO-CARB sodas, and then I'm a-headin' north where I will arrive at Pop's, rot my brain on many hours of bad cable television and then head back tomorrow.
Then I will be better.