One bourbon, one scotch, and one mav

This is my last post from Twin for at least a couple months. I’m leaving Twin Falls again in less than 12 hours. I’m really pissed about it this time, though.

I’ve got about 1/4 of the space that I had when I hauled all this shit up to Moscow the first time.

I’m heading up to a bitch of a semester. I’m taking some really hard classes, and doing some really hard shit. On top of all that, I’m going to try and get a job.

Add to this the fact that my dad is ill, has been for several weeks, and the doctors are just now starting to know what’s wrong with him. The doctors say good things, but it still really really bugs the fuck out of me to have to leave while he’s ill.

This summer, with a couple exceptions, has been a total shitter. I worked a month or so at a completely ass job, then my car broke down, then I broke my fucking laptop, and now my dad is sick. Plus my grandparents aren’t doing so well, and my mom has to take care of all of this shit on her own. I feel really bad.

I can’t make up my mind whether I should try to keep the classload I have and NOT work, drop a class and get a job, or just keep the whole damn load and work too. I don’t think that’ll be too successful, given the unbelievable difficulty of the shit I’m taking. Oh well, we’ll see what happens when I get there, I guess.

I hate not knowing things.