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I went to the interview today. I thought it went good, but I will have to wait for a seconded interview to see if that one went well. It was a pretty cool place and I hope I get the job.
I think my Aunt and Grandmother are getting sick of King Blake (The Wicked). The boy would just not eat his dinner tonight. I personally was not surprised, because it's always a workout just to get him to sit at the table these days. He snacks all day long, then they scatch their heads and wonder why he won't eat during meal times. If you can't figured that out, then you might as well give up. My Grandmother still buys him TV Meals and he won't eat half of the special meal she buys him. I think would-be dictators should pay good money to come to our house and get tips on how to rule with an iron fist. My Aunt and Grandmother are kidding themselves if they think they are in charge. I've given up myself, I sit there silently during dinner and take note of the total failure going on right in front of me. I also laugh at my Aunt and Grandmother when Blake goes off the deep end, poor kid thinks I'm laughing at him (which only upsets him more). However I would like to thank my Aunt and Grandmother, they have taught me how NOT to raise a child. Well, see ya' later! Mood: Indifferent Music: "Jeremy" by Pearl Jam Book: (None) | |
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