Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Monday, August 20, 1984

Sonny stopped by to tell me that he can't fix the water leak, so, Greg went over to Mom's house, but said that the yard didn't look wet to him.  I will check with the water company tomorrow.  I went out there too, but didn't see anything amiss either.

 I'm going to go to the bank to see about refinancing the house tomorrow too.  I don't have the money to pay the taxes and house payment.  If I pay the house payment, I can't pay the taxes, and vice-versa.  I don't have the money to pay the insurance on Mom's house, nor the Great Gas God bill.  I'm so sick of this shit!  I am just sick of everything, the houses, the roommates, the parties, no decent job market, everything.  The human kids, Steve and Greg, had a houseful of people here again, fourteen people, including myself, with loud music, pizza making, swimming, etc.  I am sick of that shit too, let alone the mess from it all.