everything's gonna be alright...

so after 5 months of independence
and 2 straight up clicks after "hey dad" on the phone,
my dad finally wanted to talk.

apparently i got skinnier to my uncle
(who told my dad)
and for some reason skinny=pregnant to my family.
puh-lease!
my parents wanted me over to "talk"
oh great here we go, i thought...

but i finally went over..
thinking i was going to be yelled at the whole time.
first thing,
hugged my dad and he got all emotional.
long story short
all is well on the western front. =)

now im supposed to report daily after work
to pick up dinner so now i don't have to cook!
SCORE!

my dad and i are both very stubborn
so thats why it took a long time to talk
but...
finally the patches are mended.


in other thoughts...
physiology is fucking hard as hell
HEROES TONIGHT!!!
why does Bob Marley have mad swagger?

peep this shit:

i wish i was at this show...
i love the white boys with jew fros jammin out.


xoxo kgv